Poem ~~ Through the Eyes of Two Bullies

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The bullies that I speak of both have four large, gigantic feet.
Their dark eyes are like pools that will grab you like jewels.
They come when you call, if they want to be hugged, tugged or hauled.
They are not very tall, but they have such a ball.
They run in tandem…. most likely from the vacuum.
The carpets they shred, to make a good bed.
Their path of destruction is their sure way of seduction.
The house is their house; they allow me to room, to come when they call, which is most likely by noon.
They eat, sleep and play all through the day; and look at you smart, when you complain if they fart.
These bullies that I speak of always steal the blankets and sheets; they train you to be just what they expect to see….their parents who are compassionate and care; when they look, sit and stare.
The destruction I have seen has not always been so keen but when I look into those eyes that grab you like jewels what I actually see is my two jewels…..Amber and Ruby……my life time of jewels.​
 

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