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Raisin said, “Rum, I’m beginning to see
that there will be times when we cannot agree.
Disputes shouldn’t leave us at a complete loss
So I think it’s proper that I should be boss.”

Rum gave a stare that was more of a glare
And said, “Hey up, Sister, you hold it right there.
Hark at you sitting there, giving it large
If we need a leader… it’s me that’s in charge.”

Raisin said, “Look, you’ve seen how households run
Females work hard while you males just have fun
So go and watch dad surf his internet browsers 
And while you relax, I’ll be wearing the trousers.”

Rum’s tail was twitching, his anger apparent
He scowled and said, “Raisin, you’re truly transparent,
But I’m not some feeble nor reticent mouse
So I shall be ‘Master of Pets’ in this house.

“A disordered world faces our feline race
But peace can prevail when each cat knows his place
So, I would step up any time, any day
Thus, it shall be me that is leading the way.”

But peace was about to go all Helter Skelter
Their humans came home with a dog from the shelter
It looked fairly young but the size of a leopard
And Rum got a wink from that large German Shepherd 

Raisin said, “Hey Boss, you go check him out
You can be master while that thing’s about.”
Rum said, “We should be a team - you and me.”
And Raisin said, “Brother, I think I agree.”

                                *

And when Rum called out, “So, are you friend or foe?”
The dog cocked his head and said, “Duh… I dunno
I’ve never had friends, but I’ll give it a go
And you guys look like someone I ought to know.”

The dog ran towards them, the lamp was knocked scatty
The table tipped over… this ‘Fido’ was batty
One human yelled, “Sit,” and the other cried, “Stay.”
They saw Rum n Raisin were sat in his way

A coffee mug flew from the arm of a chair
And poor Rum n Raisin sat frozen right there
The rug crumpled underfoot making him trip
The dog failed to stop as his feet found no grip

He crashed into Raisin and also her brother
So Rum bounced off one way and Raisin, the other
The dog stood up, panting, and said, “That was fun.”
And Raisin said, “If you’re Attila The Hun.”

Rum said, “She’s right, what on earth is your game?”
The dog said, “I’m hyper and ‘Walnut’s’ my name.”
Rum asked, “Why ‘Walnut’ if you can recall?”
The dog said, “I’m nuts and drive folk up the wall!”

Raisin said, “Well, if they don’t throw you out,
It might be quite funny to have you about,
But eating our lunch would be well out of line.”
And Walnut said, “Fine… but the cow bone is mine.”
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