A wonderful poem that made me laugh.
“Oh, writer, you had better come,”
The Small Dog whispered low,
“There’s something going on out there,
I think you ought to know.”
She sounded quite unhappy,
“…Be as quiet as a mouse,
We’ve got prospective tenants
Looking at the birdie house.”
I thought she’d seen a sparrow
Or the robin’s glowing breast,
“This thing’s a little bigger.
Maybe too big for the nest…”
I carried on composing.
“Writer, better come right now…
It’s gonna eat the nest-box
‘Cause we’ve got ourselves a cow.”
“It’s stolen half the bushes
Now it’s started on the box.
Oh writer, don’t they feed it?
‘Cause it’s hungry as a fox!”
I went and looked and sure enough
It wasn’t just a bird
“Would you just like to nip outside
And maybe have a word?”
I couldn’t understand quite why
The Small Dog was upset,
The cows are often at the fence,
They’ve been…
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The Small Dog and I thank you for reblogging, Daniel.
My pleasure and I loved it.
The Small Dog has a way about her 🙂
This poem made me laugh too, Danny.
We must all share the same sense of humour. 🙂
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Love it!