Author Jeanne Larsen Yes, she's a good dog, lived four or five years within his crimson gates, fur sweet-smelling, feet quite clean, master affectionate. Then by chance she took a nip and bit a well-loved guest Now she no longer sleeps upon his red silk rugs. Tags love poem love poems love poems for her love poetry poems about love romantic poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments