A Dip and Pirouette
A dip and a pirouette
A plié perhaps in jest
But whoever knew
My dog Stew
Could twirl and spin without a cue.
The Canines Are Up To Bat.
I woof, howl, and clap
I’m a Canine that’s up to bat
It’s the bottom of the inning
And we’re this close to winning…
Our rivals?!…. Oh!, they’re Cats!