My dog Fred is the greatest dog ever bred,
He reads the paper and feteches my slippers,
In fact he even fixes my breakfast in bed!
Before you ask,
This must sound like a bit much,
At first I didn't think it was true,
Then I saw for myself would Fred would do,
He cleaned up the house while I was gone,
He even shopped for me while I was out of town,
This is better than man's best friend,
He is butler,
All rolled into one,
He is my dog Fred.
However, one day I must have to tell him,
Fred, you can't do all of those things,
Until that day comes,
Please don't give it away.
I would like to enjoy what this day and not be bored,
Maybe Fred bring back a treat form the store.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem