My dog is jealous,
of my other dog,
and is also jealous,
of my other other dog.
.
My other dog (the second one)
is jealous of my other other dog,
and also jealous of the first dog in this poem.
My other other dog doesn’t really do jealousy;
but is a quick-moving, lively, active sort…
when there is the prospect of food in the offing.
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My three dogs are small, medium,
and slightly larger than medium
(but not large).
One is black, one is brown,
the third… has a lack of common sense,
hence we call her Derp –
even though it’s not her actual name.
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All three get on well together,
and have formed a little circus troupe;
juggling, acrobacy, riding a bicycle backwards, and the like –
can you picture a Dachshund riding a bike?
Anyway, they are all loved and love back,
of canine affection we have no lack.
Graeme Sandford 