A sausage dog - how very sweet!
Merrily trotting down the street.
His little legs must move apace,
Almost as if he were in a race.
But no matter how he tries,
He's always hampered by the size
Of legs which really are so small
They hardly seem like legs at all.
Not for him the greyhound's speed,
Because for that you really need
Proper legs, both big and strong,
Enabling you to race along.
Girlwriting
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