III Standard poem by Priyanshu Nerella

 

My Dog

Have you seen a little dog anywhere about?
A raggy dog, a shaggy dog,
who's always looking out
For some fresh mischief which
he thinks he really ought to do.
He's very likely at this minute
biting on someone's shoe.

If you see that little dog,
his tail up in the air,
A whirly tail, a curly tail,
a dog who doesn't care
For any other dog he meets,
not even for himself,
Then hide your mats, and put your meat
upon the top-most shelf.

If you see that little dog, barking at the cars,
A raggy dog, a shaggy dog,
with eyes like twinkling stars,
Just let me know, for though he's bad,
as bad as bad can be,
I wouldn't change that dog for all
the treasures of the sea.

-- Priyanshu Nerella