Just the other day my hubby made me a brew,
but it was cold when he brought it through.
It's not very often, don't know how I dare.
As I sent it back to the kitchen in despair!
Then I was laughing as he was quite mad,
but the dog started bouncing as he was glad.
See what he did with my cup of tea,
Is give it to the mutt to fill him with glee.
Beau the dog was then off his head,
Buzzing round the house instead of playing dead.
He usually finds a spot in the sun to lay,
I hoped he'd settle down, Oh I wished & did pray.
But the irony of this tale is that now the dog,
Has a tea addiction, oh please help me god!
As every time I sit down to drink my tea.
He jumps on my lap and tries to drink it with me.
Karen Wyld