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Fleas

The cat sat on the mat The mat sat on the floor The budgie's on the mantlepiece The dog is by the door I'm sitting in the armchair Feeling ill at ease The dog has started scratching I think that He's got fleas I take him in the bathroom I put him in the tub Run some lukewarm water And give him a good scrub I've got some doggy shampoo It's really got some clout It gets a real good lather And the buggers all fall out Rinse him off and dry him And sit him by the heat Go into the kitchen And get him food to eat Nearly time for sleep now There's one thing that I dread If the dog has still got fleas Do I want him on the bed ?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 10/5/2009 9:14:00 AM
I am sure I missed so many amazing poems this past weekend. I enjoyed reading yours today John. Thank you for sharing it. Love, Carol
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Date: 10/4/2009 3:27:00 PM
lol.
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Date: 10/4/2009 3:18:00 PM
Hi John Oh you gave a good chuckle with this one! We don't have fleas here in Alaska so I can only imagine what keeping up with those little pests are like for you and doggy dog. A wonderful whimsical read. Love it. Thanks for sharing. Love Light Truth Patty
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Date: 10/4/2009 3:12:00 PM
You have got that right. A big problem in the summer where we live. Have to constantly fight them and you have to treat every animal in the house well I don't know about man animal. Keep writing. I like the rhyme and rhthm in this one. Sara
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