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About This Author
 Writing poetry allows me to exercise my imagination and share it with others. I strive to write for the benefit of the reader using carnival fun mirror images of my life's experiences.
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I had a little puppy. As cute as cute could be, And on my little puppy, There lived a little flea. The flea was very happy, My puppy kept him warm One night my little puppy, Got caught out in a storm. The wind and rainy weather Washed out the little flea, No longer on my puppy He hung out on a tree. The next day it was sunny, The flea's spirit was bright, There sat my little puppy, Much to the flea's delight. I have a little puppy, As cute as cute can be, And on my little puppy, Still lives the little flea.
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