snoring
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Even as I write this,
I am chuckling out loud.
My puppy is laying beside me,
Looking ever so proud.
Not only is he sleeping,
But amusing me too.
He is getting a beauty rest,
There is a faint chirping in the yard
a chill in the air
the crickets are serenading along with my
tick-tacking fingers
and the hair on my arms is standing up.
