I'm a Springer Spaniel called Jess, <br />And I know how to impress. <br />A milk bottle in my jaws, <br />Brings rounds of applause. <br /> <br />Lots of lambs with no mum, <br />Come to fill their tum, <br />Forming a queue, <br />By a doggy sort of ewe. <br /> <br />I keep a firm grip, <br />As each starts to sip. <br />They look so sweet, <br />Clinging to the teat. <br /> <br />Close to my tummy, <br />Some think I'm mummy. <br />It's enough of a reward, <br />To feel so adored. <br /> <br />Now remember to care, <br />For lambs everywhere. <br />Please try not to forget, <br />Or you'll make me upset. <br /> <br />Jess<br /><br />Stephen Katona<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lambs-queue-for-a-funny-sort-of-ewe/
