John Williams Poet Rhyme

Hot Dog

My dog sometimes has the desire
To lay too close to the fire,
To the warm hearth he succumbs
His favorite spot when winter comes.

One night when tranquility prevailed
An exploding spark got on his tail,
He yelped so loud my canine friend,
I had a hot dog with one burnt end.

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Lindsay Laurie February 28, 2015 at 1:34 AM G'day John... Your poem reminds me of a time when a friend fell asleep on our lounge room floor and rolled against the heater. People pay big money these days to see the likes of his reaction. I hope the dog recovered. Regards - Lindsay John Williams February 28, 2015 at 2:01 AM Yes Lindsay, it's always funny, you just can't help laughing,but it wouldn't be if it was happening to you or me. Yes Lindsay, the dog was just fine. Thanks Lindsay PS: another ballad called - The Day Murphy Came To Town will be posted soon.

Jan Allison February 27, 2015 at 6:56 PM oh a real hot dog - amusing story for us - not for him:-) Hugs jan xx 7 xx John Williams February 27, 2015 at 7:49 PM Hi Jan, I wouldn't wish any harm to any dog, however when i was young I saw it happen to a dog that got to close. Hence the poem. Thank you for reading my poem. Kind regards-John