Sunday, 21 July 2013

My Dog!...

My dog's been sick

He's standing in the mess

Staring at me smirking

'Cos he knows

I'm not impressed!

If I move to shift it

He rushes, with a grin,

To eagerly consume

What was better out than in!

So now we're playing

Mind games

I'll win this that's a fact

'Cos if he isn't careful

I'll swap him for a cat! 

Poem only ©  Copyright Lynn Gerrard 2.8.2012