An Italian Sonnet for a Chocolate Lab

Our new Lab dances with happiness
months after we adopted her.
First came clumps of thick brown fur,
because she experienced panic and distress.

She was a breeder dog with one purpose.
She was to produce litter after litter
making her owners’ coffers that much bigger
with prize puppies selling for more not less.

They tossed her away one cold spring day.
Her tenure done, the girl away they did send.
Her very last litter was soon taken away
and she hadn’t even had time to mend.
Rescued from her captors and then spayed,
she came to us for a beginning not a sad end.

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