Sonnet about Brownie

Brownie turns Martin into butter.By Maya Van Londen


What is brown and white all over?
It’s funny when he stares at me from the door.
Brownie Boy…how he likes to run in clovers.
He likes to tap dance on the floor…sometimes he dances to the door!

When ever we leave he cry’s like a baby.
He has the cutest smile.
Sometimes he funny, but i think he’s crazy.
He run’s so fast he run’s a mile.

He’s sooooo soft.
He is very fuzzy.
I think he would sleep in a loft.
He like’s to cuddle.

He is lot’s of fun.
He like’s to run.