Bury all the bones
No rodents allowed
Maya was a baritone
With Volume set at Loud!
Embedded plastic squeakers
Torn from stuffing new
They last eleven seconds
Then nothing left to chew.
Endeared, Long eared
Majestic prancing trait
Sometimes a little jumpy
Always close the gate
Squirrels whirl and twirl
But never land in range
Of watchful Big-Brown-Eye's
Explosive door exchange.
Four seconds deck-to-fence
Lawn worn to dirt-and-dust
Her domain beyond the compound
She was a very lumpy pillow
She was a pointy-headed brain
She previewed through the dog door
Before venturing into rain.
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