Lawrence Hall
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A Busy Dachshund Puppy
She leaves you a gift on the kitchen floor
And another on the living-room rug
And barfs up half a frog just inside the door
And barfs again – a poorly-digested bug
She bites into cranky old Pepper-Cat’s tail
(Something so twitchy must surely taste good)
And Pepper-Cat spanks her; oh, what a wail!
(Dear pup, there’s a difference between could and should)
And in the evening, while you doze over a book
She rests upon your heart, and gives you that look
And her big eyes ask,
Am I your very good dog?
Oh, yes
Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 7:59 AM UTC
Lawrence Hall
[email protected]
https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/
poeticdrivel.blogspot.com
A Busy Dachshund Puppy
She leaves you a gift on the kitchen floor
And another on the living-room rug
And barfs up half a frog just inside the door
And barfs again – a poorly-digested bug
She bites into cranky old Pepper-Cat’s tail
(Something so twitchy must surely taste good)
And Pepper-Cat spanks her; oh, what a wail!
(Dear pup, there’s a difference between could and should)
And in the evening, while you doze over a book
She rests upon your heart, and gives you that look
And her big eyes ask,
Am I your very good dog?
Oh, yes
A poem is itself. So is a dachshund!