amazing sonnet

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                                Ode to the Puppy
                            
                                A Sonnet 
                            by albert-camus
        
My crazed puppy, you inspire me to write.
I hate the way you drool, walk and waddle,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the cutaway model.


Let me compare you to a special sky?
You are more mighty, impatient and fast.
Plump drought dries the braisedpicnics of July,
And summertime has the textbook sandblast.

How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate your yellow lip, toenails and hands.
Thinking of your dazed toenails fills my days.
My hate for you is the especial frans.

Now I must away with an amazed heart,
Remember my fazed words whilst we're apart.