Nancy Chambers


Poems of Nancy Chambers

61. Trip to Bulltown 11/9/2007
62. Winter's End 1/27/2008

A Dog Named Hercule

There was a dog named Hercule
He lived in a cage and was treated cruel
Although he was trained to protect
He became a police academy reject
Now he lives with people he loves
And is pampered and treated with kid gloves
He roams and plays and is well fed
He even sleeps in a big soft bed
To be a house pet he was meant

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