My name is Patches; I am a puppy. <br /> I have a master and friend named Patti. <br /> <br /> My friend plays ball with me, <br /> and runs through the trees trying to catch me. <br /> <br /> She taught me all my tricks for treats, <br /> and now I know them as good as the ABC's. <br /> <br /> I'm naughty and nice we both agree, <br /> but when I see that fly swatter it's time to flee. <br /> <br /> My mom is a pure white Maltese. <br /> but her babies were all gray like me (Schnauzer). <br /> <br /> Now time has gone by and I have more family, <br /> but they're as black as they can be (Yorkie). <br /> <br /> As you can see I have quite a family tree, <br /> because mom has been promiscuous and carefree. <br /> <br /> Though one of these days mom better get serious, <br /> and have a family of Maltese, <br /> <br /> Or she's going to lose her happy home, <br /> and have to come and live with me.<br /><br />Bonnie Achord<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/patches-2/
