Mm. Morning.
Is it breakfast yet?
I want walkies!
Human, get set!
Twice around thr field,
Maybe once around the hill?
Then I'll race you home, human!
And I'll eat my fill!
Hopefully it'll be that leg of lamb,
I was eyeing up last night,
It might be for the humans,
But I'll manage it all right.
They won't get too angry,
Only throw a chair or two.
I usually manage to dodge them,
Or I just steal their shoes...
And they make that weird face at me,
It's like a smile upside down...
But their voices seem happy,
So I wag my tail and have a nice lie down.
Sleep through most the afternoon,
But I'm ravenous by 4,
Only one more hour till supper time,
All this waiting is such a chore!
I hope I don't annoy my humans
Too much each and every day,
Well I'm not as bad as the tortoise next door!
That's for sure anyway.
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