By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris
In response to picture prompt provided by Stein Writing
Look at me so pretty and proud
painted up like a Valentines clown.
My tiny owners, one, two and three,
felt the need to decorate me.
Why do they fuss why do they yell?
Adults their words do not impel,
my tiny owners to do their bidding
Their tone of voice so forbidding.
But that was then and this is now
I am their pet not yours anyhow.
So if they want to paint my face,
dress me up or run a race.
Its all ok alright with me,
it makes them happy can’t you see?
Let them paint me like a clown,
so their frowns turn upside down.