Shane Cooper Poet Rhyme

A Dachshunds Wish

Sausage some call me
I beg to disagree.

I know I am not tall 
In fact I am quite small
My body long and thin
About which I never grin.

Low to the ground
Is how I trot around
Floppy ears hanging down
Makes me look like a clown.

I will make a wish upon a star
It’s not supposed to matter what you are
Time for a change Kit and caboodle
I wish I was a stately poodle.

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Arastu Goyal June 25, 2023 at 6:39 AM Nice work! I liked the humor and the nice message in-"It’s not supposed to matter what you are" Keep writing :-)

Constance La France February 4, 2015 at 8:04 AM Shane, I love this delightful poem, you described this beautiful dog perfectly and congratulations on your win in the contest and for visiting my poetry ~~ Shane Cooper February 4, 2015 at 1:19 PM I am glad you enjoyed my poem, as i certainly enjoy reading your heartfelt poetry. love Shane

Skat A February 1, 2015 at 2:38 PM SHANE, CONGRATS on your win ~ SK Shane Cooper February 1, 2015 at 2:42 PM Thanks for dropping in. And thanks for the congrat. Not hard to not win though if most entries get first place. But the poem was fun to write and that is the name of the game

Jan Allison January 29, 2015 at 2:43 PM Dropping back with my congrats Shane:-) Hugs Jan xx Shane Cooper January 29, 2015 at 2:47 PM Thank you dear Jan. Stay safe. Love Shane xxx

Sara Kendrick January 28, 2015 at 3:50 PM Cute one. Congrats on your winning work..Sara Shane Cooper January 28, 2015 at 5:03 PM Thank you Sara, It is the first competition i have entered. Jan Allison suggested that I should start entering some. So here I am. Did not expect to get a place though. love Shane xxx

Eve Roper January 26, 2015 at 3:33 PM I love your poem,Shane, congratulations on your win. Blessings dear friend eve 7 Shane Cooper January 26, 2015 at 3:42 PM Thank you eve for dropping in. I enjoyed writing this poem, I was trying to lighten up a bit and this was a good excuse. Love Shane xxx

Cona Adams January 23, 2015 at 6:15 AM Too Cute. Our daughter has a Dachshund. She rescued him from the pound. His coat was mottled, and he was blind in one eye. But he's a sweetie. She named him Pinto Bean, and everyone calls him Bean. Shane Cooper January 23, 2015 at 7:46 AM Hi Cona, Thank you for dopping in and your comments.I had never thought of a bean when looking at a Dachshund but your daughter is spot on. love Shane xxx

Lindsay Laurie January 21, 2015 at 6:16 PM G'day Shane... Had a grin with your poem. A dachshund must feel it on a frosty morning with those stumpy legs. Regards - Lindsay Shane Cooper January 21, 2015 at 6:47 PM Hi lindsay, Thanks for stopping by to read my work. I suppose though if he was cold he could trot on the spot until he got hot or canoodle a Poodle while eating some strudel! Have a wonderful day Shane xxx

Jan Allison January 19, 2015 at 12:12 PM Cclever and humourous Shane - i especially like the final stanza - good luck in the contest:-) Hugs Jan xx Shane Cooper January 19, 2015 at 12:29 PM Thanks Jan, it's just a bit of fun i wrote last night before bed. Don't really expect to do well in the contest but what the hey. i am happy.