Mans best friend

• Michael Buckley, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2004

I bought a little doggy
from the pet shop down the street
it chased my neighbours moggy
and peed on my brothers feet.

That night after I fed it
I couldn't make it stop
knee deep in sh**
I realised I should have bought a mop

I took it to obedience school
but that just made it worse
It covered the trainer with its drool
you should have heard her curse

I took my dog back to the store
and told them of my wish
I shook the dogs paw
and headed home with my new pet goldfish