Poems Inspired by My Dog

After cleaning up our valentine's mess, it dawned on me that no one in our house got our dog a Valentine. He was left out of the love! Poor thing.

So, in a moment of inspiration today, I decided to dedicate a bit of my worst poetry ever to him...

Roses are red,
violets are blue
all my dog does
is chew, chew, chew!

Here is my attempt at a limerick:

There once was a yellow dog named Duke
and he liked nothing better than to puke...

Hmmm... maybe my dog and poetry should just not go together.