Rudy's Appetite Poem by AHO Speaks

Well Rudy is now on human food
I find it works well when he is in a foul mood.

I only give him very small amounts in pieces
Now your thinking; here comes the Reeces.

Bologne or is it boloney but it doesn't matter
It's like which came first the pit or the patter.

I may have made a mistake in the boloney tho
His breath is atrocious and I think he knows.

I say this for after eating he climbed on the sofa with me
He then proceeded to lick my face and his tail wagged with glee.

He licks my fingers, face and even sticks it in my ear
I giggle a lot and say; 'please my dear.'

Rudy is getting bigger as time goes on for him and me
It must be the baloney he is eating you see.

My beloved Mother used to make baloney sandwiches for school
No one would sit with me until I reminded them of the golden rule.

I think I will rent Rudy out
He can remove stains with his tongue and not even pout..