I entered this in a competition on Lyric fm, Marty in the morning but I don’t think we won anything !! Thought ye might like it 🐾
Dear Readers, I’m a rescue dog.
We do not have a tree.
My owner has suspicions
That I’d be ‘inclined’ to pee;
She knows how much I’d love the scent,
The trunk would be inviting;
Green-needle carpet-bed beneath,
Could be so dawg-delighting.
Bright baubles, kissing tinsel,
Would be sure to catch my eye …
And kitty-like I’d pounce right there,
Whether hanging low or high.
But my forever rescue home
Is special nonetheless.
My human is assured of ALL
My love and faithfulness.
Oh Readers, don’t gift puppies
In a box beneath a tree;
‘Cos every Christmas, countrywide,
Many dogs start out like me.
I know that I’m a lucky one.
I think you will agree.
Because I was adopted,
Life is marvelous … you see!
Love it Ursula. So true.xx
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