A Boy and a Pup Poem by Arthur Guiterman

A Boy and a Pup



The Boy wears a grin,
A scratch on his chin,
A wind-rumpled thatch,
A visible patch,
A cheek like a rose,
A frecklesome nose.

The Pup, though he may
Be tawny as hay,
Is blithe as a song;
He gambols along
And waves to each friend
A wagglesome end.

With whistle and bark
They're off for a lark;
According to whim,
A hunt or a swim,
A tramp or a run
Or any old fun.

They don't care a jot
If school keeps or not,
When anything's up,
The Boy and the Pup-
That duo of joy,
A Pup and a Boy!

Wednesday, May 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dog
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