Bathtime For Mister
Four legs and one tail
balks at tub door.
"Let me out of here,
I can't take this any more!"
Waters not a bit too hot
Shampoo tastes strange, I guess
All this shaking of water
Is just making a big mess!!
Okay, hold still please
You have to be rinsed now
When you're all cleaned off
You'll be ready for your bow!
"Oh yeah, right", Mister smirks
"ready to look like a big drip.
And as soon as I get to the grass
on my back I'm gonna flip."
Copyright © Sue Mason | Year Posted 2007
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