To all my friends, furred, feathered, scaled… or even two-legses! Don’t forget to send me your stories, poems and pics… or your letters to Santa… for this year’s ADVENT CALENDAR… there are still spaces left to fill!
Dear Santa, don’t believe her
When she says that I’ve been nosey
When she comes in from the cold outside
Her cheeks all pink and rosy.
Of course I have to have a sniff
Whenever I must greet her…
I feel that is incumbent
On a small dog of my metre.
She says my nose gets everywhere
In places that it shouldn’t…
Perhaps if she would keep her fur on
Then my cold nose wouldn’t.
But if she has to change her fur
Or get in steamy water,
Then I, a dog, will wield my nose
Just as a Small Dog ought to!
The Great Dog in the…
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