My Sailing Dog Poem by VICTORIA GEORGE

My dog is a bit of a clown
He often pretends that he’s drowned
When I dive in to save
This mutt from the waves
He’s already back home lying down

I wanted to get him a coat
That inflated, so he would float
So I looked on eBay
Found one right away
A job lot, with an old boat

So Maxi and I then went out
Our seaworthiness was in some doubt
We started to sink
Both fell in the drink
Then I felt some-one pull me out

That dog had saved my sad skin
We both went home and had gin
then me and my Max
Made our own pact
To never go sailing again

copyright Victoria George