The Perfect Choice
I may not have great breeding
I will never go to Crufts
my coats a little shaggy
you could say that I am a scruff
I am not known at the kennel club
the reason is you see
I am just a little mongrel and I have no pedigree
But my tail is always wagging
my big brown eyes are bright
sometimes I am a little naughty
but I never ever bite
I will run and fetch the ball for you
Your slippers I will get
I am really truly very healthy
and I do not often need to see the vet
So I am sure that you can love me
though I have no family crest
Go-on please choose me
I promise I will prove to be the best
Copyright © Steven Markham | Year Posted 2011
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