Bo And The Intruder Poem by Ima Ryma

The Prez and First Family were,
Thank luck, not at the White House, when
A bad intrusion did occur.
Some dude jumped fence and ran right in.
As First Dog, I barked the alarm
To let the Secret Service know
That this was not so secret harm
Threatening the Prez buddy, Bo.
I oversaw the apprehend,
As agents did subdue the nut.
A message I did want to send,
And so I bit him on the butt.

Where are those Secret Service now?
They're in the White Dog House - bow wow!