Oh, how I love my little bow-legged Benny
Only the brave need knock on our door,
For he puffs himself out
And he'll shout and shout,
A fearsome sight to be sure.
He'll tackle any dog our Ben
Regardless of size
He looks them straight in the eyes
Most ignore him
Some attack! And then Ben comes belting back -
For protection.
You may think that's a cowardly thing to do,
But common sense prevails ....
When you're no foot two
Besides he has a very few teeth
Though his gums are like leather
He can suck a bone forever and ever
This little dog he fills my days
With fun
And his peculiar ways
I mean who else would dance -
Around the kitchen floor,
Upon my return
Through our front door?
Only a man with the brain of a noodle
Or Benny, my little poodle. By Caroline Lowe
Moss Bank Way
Bolton
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