PRELUDE:
Zoe: your knee is bleeding
Me; the puppy tripped me, but I need to write my poem
Zoe. AWWW, write your poem
(so I do)
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If you get a puppy
And by chance you
Also have insomnia
You might get lucky
And be forced
To take an
After midnight stroll
With your canine carefree companion
Between fireflies
And and an inky sky
Filled with ancient stars
And find something
(Someone)
To be thankful for.
