A Princely Bite
poem by:
Cecilia Crasto
Written
on Nov 06, 2016
A young boy played in the garden one day Running around so happy at play The house belonged to his old aunt Mary If truth be told she was quite contrary Lying in ambush was Prince the hound A more vicious beast could not be found He had the boy lined up in his sight And waited his turn for a juicy bite The boy was oblivious to the danger so near He frolicked and played without any fear The dog inched closer his nose to the ground And when the chance came he went for his pound A man appeared and let out a roar The poor aunt swooned and fell to the floor Women came out and ran back to hide Clutching their children close by their side The dog belonged to a spoilt young belle She loved that creature the hound from hell But they came and took him it was all too late Off he was led to meet his just fate! This is a true story and happened to my younger brother many years ago, the dog belonged to our older cousin.
Tags: sad, rhyme, anger, scary,
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Christopher Russon commented:
It is sad but when a pet starts biting
they must go.Good poem.
Cecilia Crasto
commented:
Thank you Christopher, and that dog did get rabies!
Maria Williams
commented:
Sad for the boy, hope he didn't keep bad memories of the incident? Well written.
Frank Hornby .
commented:
Another lovely poem Cecilia....I found my self chuckling at the dog stalking his "prey ".......sorry I found it funny....love your poems....hello from sunny Liverpool...haha!.....
Cecilia Crasto
commented:
Thank you Frank, that is very kind, like you I try to see humor in every situation and quite often it got me in trouble!
