Sunday 13 August 2017

Labradors
His strong legs are planted firmly on the grass
His tail swings happily but his face looks like he is going
to cry.
            His rich golden fur is soft like a mink coat.
His loud bark echoes along the lawn.
His breath smells like a silage pit.
His slimy mouth reminds me of a wet sponge

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