Shakespearian Sonnet

Buying My Schnauzer

The fantastic day that we became found.

That then became a great day, when she left.

It was like we were all meant to be bound.

So we stole her like it was a grand theft.

In the car, She went to sleep on my lap.

The journey to her new abode was long.

She wanted to Clash with Clans on the app.

But she doesn't have thumbs to play along.

I thought she was so seductively small.

She was little, like holding a black plush.

We got her a toy, it was a red ball.

This new toy then turned quickly to a mush.

My loving hate for my Schnauzer is much.

Yet we possess a truely common touch.