I like to play with tennis balls;
got new ones. They’re okay,
but I have to fix ‘em up a bit
before they’re fit for play.
They need the outsides ripped and torn.
And next get rolled around.
Not in grass, but in some dirty,
muddy patch of ground.
Then I leave them in the yard;
they’re lost and later found.
In about a week,
or even two or maybe three,
They’ll be ready for some games —
the funnest toys you’ll ever see.
-Chocolate
I’m Pete Harbeson, a writer (among other things) located near Boston, Massachusetts. In addition to writing my own content, I’ve learned to translate for my loquacious and opinionated pup Chocolate Bossypaws. No surprise, she mostly speaks in doggerel. You can find her contributions tagged with Chocolatiana.
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