Puppy Love
Puppy Love
Month after month, but it feels like years!!
My son has constantly pounded my ears
He wants a dog, to love and look after
But this family addition, would be a disaster
There are periods in time, with no mention of the hound
When my guard is down, a new attack is found
With repeated vigour, he bombards me again
“Can I have a dog.......I’ve thought of a name”?
I begin to weaken, the pressure’s too great
Advice is given, but it’s far too late
I have started to plot, and even scheme
How to fulfil, the four legged dream
When my head clears, I suss things out
My role will be nurse-maid, to a very wet snout
Cleaning and feeding would be my domain
Whilst my son does walkies ..........now and again!!
Philip Royle copyright © 2012
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