The Balled of Little Joe
The story of little joe did not start out great
When we came and got him it was late
He looked like a fat little pig
He was a good little dog and did not dig
We took him home to meet the dogs
When he saw the family, he did a jog
He wanted to jump on us to be stable
That’s when sandy pushed him into a table
She barked and growled at little joe
Joe was scared and put his head low
Now they are friends after the fight
And they both sleep calmly in my bed every night
Then there is mean little cujo
She is angry at little joe
Cujo is very old and moldy
That’s why she looks like a bowl of guacamole
Joe is a sweet little dog
But not cujo not at all
One day they will be friends
And make amends
Copyright © Cheyanne Lewis | Year Posted 2017
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