Blackie The Wonder Dog

 

 

He fectched slippers

 

Jumped up and sat on the hassock

 

Sat with whipped cream on his nose

 

      or roast beef on his paws

 

                                 'till told "okay" to eat them

 

And watched

 

                  leaning on the iron fence

 

                         with worn patches at his elbows

 

                                                             (like a '50's TV father's jacket)

 

                  every train pass the house

 

                                                       for seventeen years