Blue The Gladiator Poem by Stephen Katona

An Australian Healer dog called Blue,
Saved his owner when he was two.
Aged eighty five
She's lucky to be alive.

Ruth Gay slipped on her grass,
Breaking her nose and shoulder alas.
On the ground she lay,
Unaware she would be prey.

Blue stayed by her side,
Not to be defied.
In Florida's Labelle,
Blue detected a smell.

Surrounded by dark,
Ruth heard Blue bark
And thought of dangers from a nearby creek,
But couldn't move she was so weak.

She rolled onto her back,
As Blue went to attack,
A giant alligator
Like a true gladiator.

Blue moved so fast,
He bravely harassed.
But hearing Blue yelp
Ruth wanted to help

Blue with his plight,
On this dreadful night.
The alligator fled,
Leaving Blue painted red.

When silence came Ruth cried,
Thinking Blue had really died.
But nothing could deter
Blue bringing help to her.

Seeing Blue was okay,
Ruth shouted hurray.
'He moves like lightning',
She said smiling.

On the kitchen floor shines
An award from Heinz,
A dog hero bowl,
Full of sausages whole.

And a one year's supply of food,
For an alligator pursued,
Sending this fearsome reptile,
Into watery exile.