Rambo
Rubs
He's
a ball of fluff,
And
he loves the fuss,
Comes
searching for a treat.
He's
a lovely tiny boy,
Catches
and brings the toy,
For
the hint of something sweet.
When
I come to call,
He
races all along the hall,
Barking
in delight to my feet.
As
I stoop to rub,
Rambo
like a lions cub,
Frolicking
'neath his masters seat.
Such
a joyful play mate,
He
is first to the plate,
For
affection I have to give.
When
I rub his furry chest,
He
is at his very best,
Making
life a real joy to live.
He's adorable.
ReplyDeleteYes he is, and he's such a character too. My Dad named him Rambo as he looks so terrifying....lol
ReplyDeleteNot one of my best poems, but none the less one about my freind Rambo.
A huge hug for you alienbody and a treat for him...
Loads of love,
P.W.