Brandy is a beagle <br />I've said a lot already <br />When you eat a tasty morsel <br />She can hold your gaze quite steady <br /> <br />Her eyes plead quite insistently <br />She only wants a little taste <br />Even if it's just a fallen crumb <br />That else would have gone to waste <br /> <br />Once you give her her heart's desire <br />Do you think that will stop her yearn <br />If you responded in the affirmative <br />Then you still have much to learn <br /> <br />She can smell a muffin <br />From miles and miles away <br />Leave it unguarded for a second <br />She thinks to herself 'Ole' <br /> <br />And when you return from your very brief jaunt <br />She will look up at you most innocently <br />Her dark brown eyes will stare at you <br />Not a single crumb in the vicinity <br /> <br />If she walks by a great big dog <br />She doesn't say a single word <br />Until she's safely passed it by <br />Then she barks like you have never heard <br /> <br />Teaching her how to use a dog flap <br />Does not always go as planned <br />You know that food will do the trick <br />But remember, Brandy is not bland <br /> <br />You place her gently outside the door <br />Then as you bend down to place the food <br />Her head bursts through, ears all askew <br />Oddly enough she's in a hungry mood <br /> <br />Her excitement when going on a walk <br />Cannot be surpassed <br />She may be greedy and disobedient <br />But she is a lovely little lass <br /> <br />(Sydney, Australia - 2003)<br /><br />Alessandra Liverani<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/she-s-a-beagle-humour/
