Poetry About Bubbles and Dogs

How Doggy Pookie Saved the Day
    by Douglas Gilbert

Doggy Miss Pookie, you jumped so soaringly
to eat the glistening bubbles blowing
and woof, when you made Augusta laugh,
the bubbles of champagne tickled her more

Seemed like
the soap wand was a magic wand
that made us playful
in a bubble of love
on that auspicious day
when I came to love the picnic
the day, and above all I still say:
I love Pookie, Augusta, and me
in a bubble like those in a
babbling brook, or in
the foamy sea, and
the soapy day is clean with joy.

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