The Three Amigos

Timid and shy a pleasant stray, Cloudy was always a joy; a fighter born a lone wolf, Dusty could ne’er have been coy; a pet pup being fussed over, Rusty was meant as a toy; None would foresee life to grow, into a willing killjoy. His mom didn’t stir, run over she was, trying to … Continue reading The Three Amigos