Big Doggy

Big Doggy

A stupid poem about our stupid dog.

We have a big doggy,
In the morning he’s groggy,
When it’s raining he’s soggy,
And Ingram’s his name.

If you tell him to sit
Then he might in a bit
But he’ll probably quit
Cos he thinks it’s a game

He’s as shy as a mouse
Yet as big as a house
With a brain like a louse
It’s just how came

He looks big and tough
And his voice is all gruff
But he’s basically fluff
And his guarding is lame

He’s built like a brick
But he can’t do a trick
Cos he’s basically thick
But he’s loved just the same

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