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