I am your princess Tiffany,
A canine so sublime
I give a nightly symphony
And it doesn’t cost a dime
You say my singing is a crime,
The howling causes ears to cringe
But I will not take the time
To be bothered by your twinge.
In my defense the neighbor dogs join in,
And the scrappy cats will also sing
On a special moonlit night,
when it’s not a sin.
I suppose I’ll do you folks a favor
before the evening concerto,
I’ll go down to the corner store
And buy earplugs for you bores!
NOTE: I did have a Pomeranian named Taffy. She was definitely a princess!
A Pomeranian in Tampa Bay
Loves nothing better to do than play
When ordered to speak
She’ll play hide and go seek
Her philosophy is live for today
1/15/22
Turned up nose
Bright bug eyes
Tiny little paws
He looks wise
Triangular ears
Atop his head
His aim is to
Be in my bed
He sure does
Make me grin
My bed is warm
Because of him
Hi, my name is Precious,
And most folk do agree,
That my name is a perfect fit,
For little 'ol sweetheart me.
I'm a toy Pomeranian,
And I was bred to lie on laps,
Which happens to be the very place,
I love to take my naps.
I must confess, I am a beauty,
With my fluffy, golden hair.
My liquid chocolate eyes are bright,
With the intelligence I bear.
I am fed the most delicious treats,
I'm pampered and adored.
Some folk think that I'm too spoiled,
But their opinions I ignore.
My purpose in life is two-fold:
To look adorable and be a friend.
It's my joy and delight to fulfill each one,
And I'll do so 'til the end.
I want to thank my mistress,
For making me the dog I am today:
A beautiful, adored little darling,
I'm Precious! What more can I say?
6/28/12 For Tanya Harrington's "Dog Gone Tales" contest
Fluffy little ball
You have so much energy
And bring me great joy
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