I know it’s not your favorite,

But it’s time to get groomed.

Your fur needs a wash, you’d have to admit;

I know it’s not your favorite.

Dirty wrinkles, waxy ears, sharp nails, you look like an armpit;

When the water started, your bark boomed.

I know it’s not your favorite,

But it’s time to get groomed.

Prompted from Francis the Frenchie’s Daily Triolet Poetry Challenge at: https://francisthefrenchie.com/2021/11/11/francis-the-frenchies-daily-triolet-poetry-challenge-november-11-2021/.