Mary walked her dog one sunny day,

The little pup had much to say.

Under every tree, behind each hedge,

Left a gift, like some messy pledge.

Sam came strolling, whistling a tune,

Stepped in the mess—what a day to ruin!

He called to Mary, \"What have you done?\"

But they laughed it off and had some fun.

Sam said, \"Mary, this can’t be right,

Your pup’s a machine, day and night!\"

Mary just smiled, \"Oh, he’s the best!\"

Sam shook his head, but joined the jest.

Now Sam and Mary stroll every week,

The pup on a leash, adventures to seek.

Under every tree, there’s still a surprise,

But now Sam just rolls his eyes.