Pile Of Puppies Poem by Hm. Nes

What man can resist yon pile of pups
In the frisk and frolic of play?
Who'll not insist, 'Let's take home just one
'To enjoy all the livelong day.'

Do note the man with wan, troubled face
No puppy can cause to smile,
His memories fresh, all wonder erased
By a pup from another pile
Who howled every night and chewed up the couch,
Who soiled every rug on the floor,
Who grew to a dog and then to a slouch
That ate every morsel and more.

That man will resist yon pile of pups
No matter how frisky at play;
He too will insist, 'Let's not take one home!
'Let's not spoil this fine, peaceful day.'