Poem 18

I was eating my
Crackers and I
Turned around to my
Dog who as looking at me
With a big eye face and I
Gave him some crackers
And he was eating them
But now he is making
Choking noises but
He is okay and he is
Licking his lips he is
A little dog.
The crackers in his mouth
Sounded like
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