the stray By jig jones, www.PoetryPoem.com/jim56 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
there was a little dog all he did was roam
he was just a stray and never had a home
in and out of bins looking for a treat
perhaps a great big bone that he loved to eat.
sleeping anywhere that he could lay his head
in hedgerows and in alleyways they became his bed.
a proper doggy orphan without a place to stay
very sad and lonely a proper little stray.
oneday on his travels a lady passing by
saw the little dog and she began to cry
took the doggy home and the dog she fed
got some woolen blankets and made the dog a bed.
the dog he settled down now he had a home
someone who would love him no longer have to roam
the lady she was happy she and found a friend
such a lovely story that has an happy end
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the stray
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