Challenge
Grab a pen. Now jot the first thing that crosses your mind--BACKWARDS! This shall now be the heart (5th line) of your new 9 line micropoem.
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MY Canine!
My pooch, my pooch,
that li'l mooch,
always stealin' socks,
out the bin, out the box.
Cute too is Dahlia,
so I really can't stay mad,
not matter when she's bad.
She's my best furry friend,
from now until the end.