Sweety Poem by PADMINI WILLIAMS

Sweety



My owners have kept Sweety as my name
I am pretty friendly but not very tame.
Even though they give me very delicious food
I love eating wood as it tastes very good.
I do not dirty the house with my potty
But when I come inside I am quite naughty.
I love to chew what is within my reach
They then tie me up with a long leash.
I love eating bones, biscuits, fruits and pedigree
I am not at all choosy, any food will do for me.
I look forward everyday to my morning walk
To describe the outside world, I wish I could talk.
I walk with my master as if taking part in a race
He finds it very difficult to keep up with my pace.
On my return, I have a glass of hot milk and an egg
My dear master is so tired I think he needs a strong peg.

Sunday, July 19, 2015
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