He was a vet and doggie style
was always subject to debate.
They groomed the poodle every day
until he looked like Martins’ Dean,
the dog would always get his way
and she would bring the vaseline.
They clipped the hair, it was soo coarse!
And powdered all the skin and then,
with gentleness and little force
the spirit went into the den.
There were two caves, one was quite small,
but dogs explore, with tongue and nose,
they also love to fetch a ball
and squirt with the small garden hose.
Oh, God, the sound of hubby’s voice!
It calls for quick, decisive action,
inside the rainforest, a choice
all hearts runs by ejection fraction.