Abby

October 14, 2012
By CasualArtist SILVER, Eau Claire, Wisconsin
CasualArtist SILVER, Eau Claire, Wisconsin
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It was
Two days
Before
Christmas
My father and mother
Were
Taking out the
Dogs
My dad
Yelled out
Abby's name
The name
Abby
Flew out of his
Mouth
Down to the cold, hard
Floor
Like an
Airplane
Gliding down to its
Death
Abby
Sprinted over
My dad
Thought that the
Leash was on
Leash
Was on
He swung the
Door open
Like a
Baseball player swing the
Bat
To crack a baseball
Then it happened
She got a
Whiff of a rabbit
And
She ran into the
Road
And got hit by a car
like a quarterback getting hit by Linemen


The author's comments:
My dog Abby died so that's why I wrote this poem.

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