Here's a new one:
Danger Mouse
We seldom
travel very far,
In our old
and scruffy car,
But Rufus
Four Legs loves to sleep,
On the back
seat of the Jeep.
Sleep is
maybe not quite right,
As he sees
everything in sight;
I think he
closes just one eye,
So that
nothing much slips by.
A horse, a
walker with a dog,
Even in the
thickest fog;
He’ll spot
them when they’re miles away,
And tell
them off in his own way.
He barks
and nips the window pane,
Time and
time and time again.
First we
worried, then we laughed,
When we
realised he’s daft.
The same
thing happens in the house,
It started
watching Danger Mouse;
He snaps at
creatures on TV,
Animals
that he can see.
People do
not make him bite,
But any
furry creature might;
Best of all
is You’ve Been Framed,
By which
you know he can’t be blamed.
After all,
it’s full of pets,
The
craziest that real life gets,
Rufus
thinks they’re really fun,
And licks
the screen with every one.
He snaps
and barks and curls his lip,
And gives a
disapproving nip,
But bumps
his face into the glass,
When on the
other side they pass.
But he
doesn’t seem to know,
They
can’t see him even though,
His face is
but an inch away,
And he
can’t get them come what may.
Rufus may
be pretty smart,
And he has
a big warm heart,
But some
things he’ll never know,
And of
course we tell him so.
Rufus you
are just a mutt,
You might
think you’re clever but,
Leave the
television be,
It wasn’t
made for dogs you see.
We know
there’s no cat inside,
No mice or
parrots in there hide,
Ignore the
pictures, they can’t feel
Your teeth
or tongue ‘cos they’re not real!
© Stephen Saunders