by Betty Schaub
I am white with black spots
And big brown eyes
Of these black spots
I have lots
On a palette of white
I have pointed ears
Long nails on my toes
And a cold black nose
My tails is long and turned up at the end
I have a loving family that took me in
My legs are straight, steady and long
And when someone takes a walk I always tag along
My people say I'm quite a prissy
But if I strayed, my presence they'd miss
I'm the one they take care of
But if truth were told I'm glad to get their love
To be good I will try
A plate of food I do spy
A bit of roast I will try
Caught in the act; what a bad girl
I run for cover in a whirl
Discipline I do not crave
Respect and privilege is what they gave
I have a safe home
From this place I'll never roam
What am I?
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