Gets into everything, by golly,

Snout of a Sheppard,

No, no that’s not a leopard,

Ears that come to a point,

God did him anoint,

An attitude like a dog,

Lost is he in an everyday fog,

Also like a dog he does smell,

Though he thinks he does smell swell,

His breath leaves a great deal to be desired,

Many though a poem he has inspired,

Eyes of brown, set off by gold,

Only is he about 6 years old,

Playful and happy, he loves to be chased,

Keeps his daddy moving, good for his waist,

For biscuits he will sit and give his paw,

Some things he does learn has put me in awe,

Lives his life with me,

His ever-loving daddy,

I got the scratches and bite marks to prove,

No way will I allow anyone to of him ever remove…

© ed ~ 11/15/05