Little Lucy Poem by Donna Caldwell

I stood in the dog’s home, haggard and thin
With my tongue dangling onto my furry chin
Fleas clung onto my furry back
And my paws were stuck firm in a dirty mat

It was Lindsey and Julian who rescued me
They drove me home and gave me my tea
Unknown to them it was ate in a minute
By this fat greedy grey furry schizophrenic

Oliver the cat and by heck did it bite
It chased after me every night
I escaped to the cupboard and did not stir
But he caught me and ripped out all of my fur

Lindsey would give me a large juicy steak
A bowl of milk and a huge cream cake
She’d leave the room and he’d pounce on me
And the fat furry pig would pinch all of my tea

He bullies me all of the time
So last week I rang up puppy line
I told them of his cowardly crime
And they said stand up to the furry swine!

I took their advice and did just that
I whacked his head with a baseball bat
I swung him around by his short stumpy tail
And hammered him to the wall with a big rusty nail

I pulled him down after a week
And told him that his future was bleak
I packed his case and threw him out
And waved goodbye to the furry lout!