Monday, March 10, 2014

St Patricks Day


 




There once was a Boxer named Pete,
Who had an obsession with feet;
And when he sniffed toes,
He dove in with his nose,
‘Cause nothing ever smelled quite as sweet.
Max was a fine Border Collie,
Who took twenty minutes to pee;
It was never a race,
To find the right place,
And that’s why he sniffed every tree.


Rex always sat at Ms. Morgan’s heel,
When she sat down to eat every meal;
When she got up for more bread,
He grabbed her steak and fled,
And thought she made too big a deal.


Sarah O’Malley knew Maxwell shed,
Still he constantly napped on her bed;
On all her clothes fur would stick,
And she gave not a lick,
In fact, his fur blessed her dress when she wed. 


A feisty young Dachshund named Bruce,
Thought he as was big as a moose;
The neighbor dog who was buff,
Liked to call Bruce’s bluff,
But the little dog thought him obtuse.


              
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