Sneaky Snoopy
hangs on to every word
I use as an alibi
to escape that boring dinner
sets up Dad against me
just because
I ignored
him (Snoopy) in the ball
Sneaky Snoopy
will show up on my window sill
as I prep and preen
for my play date
I might … just might
offer him a bowl
of spiked milk
and spend a peaceful night
Reena Saxena 
Ooh sinister retaliation
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Thanks 😀
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Pleasure
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Innocence in the making. Cute story well expressed in your poem. Thank you Reena.
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Thank you, Helene!
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My pleasure Reena.
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“A peaceful night” suggests many a not so peaceful night….
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😀😀
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