Sunday, October 5, 2008

A Puppy Poem Shades of Crenshaw

Shades of Crenshaw by Debby

It started when he jumped into the rocking chair
Knowing full well he was wrong and shouldn't be there.
He spied something shiny on the table in the basket
And plucked it out and made a snack of it.

The clip-on sunglasses crunched, crunched, crunched
As Crewshaw munched, munched, munched.

After awhile he started feeling funny
Then something began moving and growling in his tummy.
When his foster mom found the leftover bits he had nibbled
The rest had already come back up along with Alpo and Kibbles.

She gave him a frowny face. Hey, what's with her?
He wouldn't be Crenshaw if he didn't create a stir.

But it was worth the frowns and upset tummy
Although the sunglasses weren't all that yummy
They were still worth his foster mom's tirades
Because they were his very first pair of designer eye shades!

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