A Cute Little Poem About a Little Dog Named Katie

Her nose is big, cold and black, It’s always wet and sometimes she hacks. Twisting and turning she bites her backside, Anxious for a nibble cause she has no pride. No matter who’s watching or where she’s at, Her teeth go to chompin like wood to a rat. A roll in the grass for the flea she must smother, It feels so good that one roll deserves another. Hacking and Yacking an everyday thing, Like the time she almost ate my new diamond ring! No manners she has, that’s my little dog Katie, Scratching and bitting, She’s Certainly No Lady! By C.G. Richardson 2007 This and all writings by C.G. Richardson are copyright protected