The Dickens

The Dickens Authored by Chuck Keys Hot thickly sliced juicy turkey sandwiched a mid fresh bread tastier than beef jerky (can't wait to be fed) Smooth mashed potato’s heaped high, Smothered in thick bubbly brown gravy, Patiently panting and ready to sigh That's me all the time ready as the navy deliciously tasty most importantly, loved by all. I am the Dickens. I like my food heated, except ice cubes and ice cream, Fresh tasty and sweet treated Bake, broil, fry or steam Healthy, whole wheat and oats, all part of my dream Eggs over easy with hash browns and toast, Chicken noodle soup with burgers and fries, Hot dogs, tacos, and rump roast, Steaks, ribs, lamb chops and pizza pies Peanut butter, pretzels, chips and dips, Cookies, cake, fruit and sweet tarts, Carrots, celery, peppers and cheese nips, All deserved for this canines sweet hearts. The joy I bring exceeds my cost Willingly fulfill my every whim The toys I need barely a cost Everything needed to keep me trim Loved ever, and more by all The demands I make I deserve with galore. So well behaved, special like cake. Prim and proper I am not, Nor humble nor noble nor brave, Exceedingly handsome while devilishly hot Loving warmth deserving of rave. I am the Dickens as appropriately named, Honored adored and loved by all, Into everything as essentially framed; Never safe from me; pockets and purses, drawers and shelves, boxes, bags (paper and plastic), brief cases and cupboards everything you can think of and probably more; whenever and wherever I please as often as I find a need. Cute and cuddly with a gluttons' ease Demands I look everywhere for my feed. Truth be dammed I am as I am. Everybody wants me Just as I am Needy as the ham that I am. Our edibles I guard And deliciously protect Love with regard Always with respect Dad is my bone boy and toy Tougher rougher but easier than most (all bark and no bite) Willing to be my joy Easy to get his morning toast makes him a very good host. Mom is my pet So special warm and soft Won't let me fret Loving me so oft. Hugged gently safe and secure Patted petted and held so dear Inside her arms on her lap is the cure Never ever having to fear. I am the Dickens King of my Castle Master of my Domain