Dougal
My little westie Dougal
He's my little loon,
He really thinks he owns the place,
As he struts around the room.
He has this fake bad temper
That's such a laugh to see,
Sticking his little chest out saying
"Don't you bother me."
When it comes to Dougal's breakfast
Well, its scrambled eggs and cheese
And Dougal won't eat tinned food
"It's mince and liver please."
He's very self important,
He thinks that he's in charge,
My lovely little westie
Who thinks he's very large.
Now Dougal's very vocal,
He really loves to bark,
He barks his head off in the car,
Then all around the park.
Dougal never backs down,
He's full of self belief,
My little westie Dougal
Who's a lion underneath.
I'm so glad I have Dougal
He fills my life with fun,
So I'll let him keep believing
That he's the number one.
Entry for
Write a Rhyme about your favorite PET,
Living or not Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Regina Riddle.
4/10/2019
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2019
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