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Rosie
I'll
never win any prizes, I haven't got the looks,
well
not like I'm supposed to, according to the books.
I'll
never trot the show ring, I haven't got the gait,
it
isn't that I don't try hard, it's 'cos my legs aren't straight.
My
back's a bit too curvy and my tummy's rather saggy,
my
tail won't quite curl around (though its very, very waggy).
I
have some Royal connections though, I've often heard it said
that
my front is very Queen Anne and there's a crown upon my head.
My teeth aren't straight or pearly white, I wore them down
you see,
gnawing
at the iron bars incarcerating me.
It
was cold and dark and lonely there, I just wanted to be free.
What
had I ever done to them, to make them do this to me?
I
tried so hard to please them when they walked past each day,
but
it was always my 'little ones' which they came to take away.
Time
after time they took my pups, I don't know where they went
I
hoped with all my aching bones they'd be fed and loved....content.
Then,
one day from the darkness I was carried into light
At
last someone had thought of me and released me from my plight.
They
bathed my filthy dirty coat and took away the pain, they
nursed
me 'til my strength returned and said I'd never hurt again.
I'm
living in a new place now and have a new friend too,
there's
laps and lots of cuddles and exciting things to do.
We
go off in the garden and bark at.....I'm not sure what......
but
it's ever such a lot of fun, so we do it quite a lot.
I'm
always last to get there, though I really do try hard
so
now I've got a title.... I'm the Honorary Rear Guard!
Now
I'm laying in the sunshine, upon the flower bed
I
don't want to try to tunnel out, (p'raps I'll dig the lawn
instead).
I've
lots of space to run and play and my bed is warm and cosy...
there's
walks and treats and dinner times.
My
future's looking rosy!
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