Dogged

Mrs.
Lopez-
Clark
Heard
Her
Chihuahua
Bark,
And
Hastened
Out
To
See
What
The
Trouble
Might
Be.
There
She
Found
The
Diminutive
Hound,
Sitting
High
Up
In
The
Mulberry
Tree,
Looking
Content
As
It
Could
Be.
Remaining
Cool,
Mrs. C.
Cried,
“Come
Down,
You
Fool!”
Damn.
It
Was
Clear
The
Blasted
Dog
Refused
To
Hear.
Back
To
The
House
She
Went
With
Firm
Intent,
And
Seized
A
Chop
To
Tempt
The
Pesky
Beast
At
Least
To
Return
To
The
Ground.
She
Waggled
The
Treat
Of
Tasty
Meat,
The
Creature
Hopped
Down,
Nimble
As
A
Cat,
And
That
Was
That.
Such
A
Troublesome
Way
To
Begin
The
Day!