I’ve already given up my dog bed!
Because I’m a compassionate sort,
So I found this alternative bed instead,
It was really my last resort…
You’ve nicked half my food,
You drink out my bowl,
I tell you you’re rude,
You will not steal my soul!
So no amount of staring from down below,
Will make me give up my perch, I say no, no, no!
There’s four of you and one of me,
But safely out of reach up here you see!
© Caro Ness 2016