28 Jun 2010


I was sitting looking out the window today when I saw some people who were walking down the street, they had a large dog. The dog and the woman ran on ahead to where they lived.
I had noticed a small dog following them at a distance as the man bribed their dog to do as it was told.

As soon as the other dog disappeared into the distance the little guy made his move, there was plenty of food in that bag, it bulged delightfully and he was determined to have some.

He was good I could see he knew what he was doing.
I wondered what this little guy is thinking, he reminded me of the artful dodger, a clever little guy for sure.

With this four legged little fellow in mind I penned this short poem.

 I'm a Puppy Dog

Hello my names doggy
Do you like me, I like you
I can see you've got food
Watch I can wiggle my tail
Wiggle it real fast
Can I have some please

If I rub up against you
Will you give me a bite
If I whimper a bit will it do the trick
Can I have some, I've got a stick
Will you chuck it for me
It's one of my tricks

Can I have a nibble now
I've picked up the stick
You know you're miserable
You're no fun, didn't give me any
Not even one

Oh well I tried, to get along
It's not my fault we don't get along
I've got to go now really bad!
Now you know your leg
It looks just like tree
Oh that feels good!
I've got to flee

Stephen W T Read 2010

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