6- inch troublemakers
a multipack of four
with sixteen zesty paws
and eighty savage claws
four fluffy ends
that alarms me of danger
as any time I am near them
I am bound to be their bloody canvas
Wagging their tails
they march in between my feet
routing and rerouting
towards their food
reminding me of their delicious treats.
As my masters
they sometime are sweet
but they never forget their dictatorial decree
beauty sleep, commando drills and eating is a must
guarding the house is under their trust
With their honorable scars and mischievous memory
I stayed a few weeks away in peace
Waiting to be their attendant again
I hurriedly came back with glee
Upon my return
I was welcomed with 10-inch gentlemen
who were sweet and admirable
They marched with their sixteen alike paws
and sat in the corner with majestic pose
Calm in their demeanor, they slept like angles
left me wondering
Should I be relieved?
But I miss the 6 inch troublemakers
Rightly I emphasis
Guilty in charge is metamorphosis
The End
-By Shameela Fatima Mirza
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