The Tyrant Rex

Doggy Heaven would

involve walks whatever

the weather

whatever

whenever,

We would investigate smells

We would fiddle with widdle

That is the trouble with dogs

They are leaky when walking

The human is balking at

the picking up of poo

Who knew it was so

warm to the bag pickup?

The technique would be

perfect after the 100th

poop up pick.

Enough of the scooping

We love Rex he is

So pleased to see me

and his pleasure at seeing

me is all the greater

Because of Because

The smell I must exude

makes him remember

the last walk

The good times

Only one week apart

On Sundays.

David A Robertson 06.11.2022