(by request: “Poem Subject: Pembroke Welsh Corgis. Yes, I have one named Spike. He is not large but is definitely in charge. Sorry was not stealing rhymes.”)
A long time ago
There was a Cardigan Welsh Corgi
And a Swedish Vallhund Dog
Who loved each other very,
Very
Much.
And a bajillion years later
You were born, Spike!
Yes, you!
You good boy!!
You good boy, Spike!!!
Of course, some people believe that Pomeranians and Schipperkes had something to do with it.
I want you to attack those people, Spike.
Attack them.
Go for the throat, Spike.
Or we are renaming you Nancy.
Poetry Is About Feelings 