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I wrote a poem about Molly when I was in the 4th grade. Here it is:
Molly
My dog Molly likes to play. She's a frisbee catcher, she would play all day.
She has a squeaky shoe that she loves best of all. That my mother bought her one day at the mall.
When we vacuum the house, Molly's like a mouse. She runs down the hall and hides behind the wall.
We dress her in costumes on Halloween Night. She couldn't scare anyone, she is quite a sight.
We get quite a laugh at night before bed, when Molly gets a popcorn bag stuck on her head.
She tries to lick ever last bit of that butter. Then sits there and waits for that look from my mother.
She is a really loveable, cuddly pet. I will love her forever, on that you can bet.