Wednesday, January 18, 2012

IT'S THE PUPPY IN ME

You should be on your mat,
When your mum is getting tea,
But I creep right up behind her
And she stumbles over me.

When the doorbell rings,
You should sit and calmly wait.
So I barge right past them all
And I’m heading for the gate.

You can’t walk through the garden,
You’ll flatten all the plants,
So I jump right in the centre
And begin my little dance.

When you are out walking
The duck poo you should leave it,
So I gobble it all up
And on the carpet I do heave it.

I like to push the boundaries,
Just to see how far I’ll get,
I know I should be really good,
But I’m not grown up yet!

Written by Dorothy Nation



2 comments:

  1. Love this poem! Especially the part about heaving on the carpet. Know all about this!

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    1. So you do that heaving too! Have you been near the duck poo as well (ha ha)?

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