Bruce Lansky - Poetry

My Dog Has Got No Manners

by Bruce Lansky





My dog has got no manners.
I think he’s very rude.
He always whines at dinnertime
while we are eating food.

And when he’s feeling thirsty
and wants to take a drink,
he takes it from the toilet
instead of from the sink.

He never wears a pair of pants.
He doesn’t wear a shirt.
But worse, he will not shower
to wash away the dirt.

He’s not polite to strangers.
He bites them on the rear.
And when I’m on the telephone,
he barks so I can’t hear.

When I complained to Mommy,
she said, "I thought you knew:
the reason that his manners stink—
he learns by watching you."


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