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Charlie Brown
by Charles E Minshall
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We have a little dog
We call Charlie Brown,
A ball of beige fluff,
A canine clown.
He's a joy to behold
When he goes through his tricks,
As he jumps through a hoop
Or chases thrown sticks.
He can dance and turn nicely
On his two hind feet,
With his tail wagging
At a rock and roll beat.
We ask him to sing opera
Though he can't carry a tune,
But he gives it a try
He howls at the moon.
A little mongrel dog
Our finest possession,
That's Charlie brown
A loving obsession.
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Charlie Brown can do more tricks
than I can remember, But he remembers he
will do them all on command.
09/02/2002 Posted on 09/02/2002
Copyright © 2024 Charles E Minshall
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Jean Mollett on 12/04/06 at 06:12 AM Hi Charles,
I loved it. I'ld like to see his picture with your. Great. He sounds cute. Gets into to trouble too? Great one. I needed that, thanks. That made me smile and laugh too. |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 07/31/10 at 03:49 AM This evening on my way home I saw a neighbor letting his two terrier's out for a romp in the front yard. They were full of joy and he grinned. I thought about the fact that we are "cat people" and wondered how we are different from "dog people." You just gave me a great insight. I loved this, Chaz. Thanks. |
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