“Once a warrior, gentle of birth,

Then, a person of civic worth,

Then, a fellow to move our mirth.

But warrior, person, and fellow, no more;

We must knight our dogs – for loyalty galore.”

Ambrose Bierce

Three black knights

Now guard my cave

Three of the very finest

So loyal true and brave

Their leader is Turbo

He is gallant and wise

He hails from the desert

True wisdom in his eyes

The next Knight is old Junior

I saved his life, one dark day

Now for me, he would give his

A Knight his debt willing to pay

And last is the very youngest

He is called Tater Tot Knight

He frets when he can’t find me

Pleasing me, his greatest delight

All Three Knights of the Cavern

Guard me twenty four hours a day

For such bravery, and such loyalty

They only ask a bit of food and play

One could never buy such friendship

Or purchase such marvelous protection

The Three Knights of my secret cavern

Truly give me all their love and affection

If you’re in need of a very brave and loyal knight

Just visit your local animal shelter, or city pound

I would wager there awaits a knight in furry armor

Willing to provide the best love and loyalty around

©2008, Old Cave Dweller Ed

Old Junior Reminds Me

Of The Keeper of the Crypt

In This Dark Cavern Photo;

But They Are All Wondrous Knights,

Always Ready and Very Willing To Go.

Our fourth canine,

Princess Chica Blanca,

Prefers to be pampered,

Back at the old castle;

And for both the queen,

And our Chihuahua princess,

These knights are valiant vassals.