My Little Fuzzball

The little fury creature

Who brings back joy to anyone's face

And her small tiny features

Show her love and grace

Every moment spent with her

Is a moment to embrace

As her soft brown and white fur

Feels nothing like a dace

She smells of chopped up vegetables

In her little blue cage

And is very manageable

For those who rage

In under a split second

She will reply to your command

And screams to beckon

At you for your grassland

All who know

Her stumpy little body

Seem to go ohhh!

Isn't she so very cuddly