The Dog, the Pig and the Cat
The Dog, the Pig and the Cat
Here is a tale of a dog and a cat
and a pot bellied pig, so pink and so fat
Of days in the garden alongside a farm,
a whimsical story of magic and charm
The dog was so hairy of bushy descent,
yellow in color where ever he went
Digging a hole was his prime source of fun,
as a matter of fact he had just finished one
The collar he wore was a leathery thing
with studs made of silver, some puppy dog bling
His tail ever wagging, a happy old guy,
he hung with is friends as the hours passed by
The cat on the other hand, sleek and so fine,
a coat made of orange and white to combine
Cleaning a habit you see in a cat,
but this one was special for she wore a hat
A tiny straw chapeau with fine feathered brim,
a ribbon of pink that was tied neath her chin
Though not really sure of this kitty cat style,
the one thing I knew was it brought out a smile
And there to her left with a snort and a grunt,
was a portly built fellow with legs of a runt
Fine wispy hair that did cover his skin
with a gather of long ones that hung from his chin
Puffing along an attempt to keep pace,
the dog and the cat and the pig they would race
Faster and faster they’d run through the fields
though what was the secret of friendship revealed
None were the same as they differed and so,
still bound together a’ running they’d go
Never before as I think about that
has a dog or a pig ever friended a cat
For ever so prissy, no memories jog
a cat who was friends with a pig and a dog
Though still I could see right in front of my eyes
these three happy creatures, oh what a surprise
What is the moral of all that I see?
It sure does not matter of your company
Whether a dog or a pig or a cat,
you can make friends with whomever you chat
People are different in color and race
but everyone seems to be wearing a face
A face that can smile, a face that can cry,
a face that can hello or even good bye
If only we each took the time to be kind
there is no end to the friends we can find
Something so simple, a smile or a grin,
that is how so many friendships begin
No matter the differences that we might see,
it pays for each of us to every time be
Nice to each other and all things like that,
just like the dog and the pig and the cat
3/9/17
Written for the Fable poetry contest
Sponsored by Nayda Ivette Negron
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017
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