Baron's Day

I told everyone you were reserved Your breeding thick with dignity You made your entrance quietly and exited a room light-footed. I boasted you were on top of your game agile and quick to deliver a laugh never to trouble ourselves on your behalf caught up in life like a frisbee. Then came the day when we came home to see the fluff from your bed strewn about as if a small hurricane contained in our house had blown up our den in fury. You still had some stuffing hanging out of your mouth but how could we find ourselves angry? After all, you just look so innocent still Your tawny coat shining in the fluff-filled room Your head tilted just to the side in amusement your royalty lineage: Baron.