Dog Ran Through It

Husband raked the backyard
We created deep set tracks in mud
Dog ran through it like it was
bat day at Shea Stadium
Tore up newly growing grass,
Rolled around, boss of the yard
Then smiled while leaving pieces of
a torn up tennis ball n
every cranny of the "lawn"


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