a read aloud story poem for children of all ages |
Grandma’s Talking Dog BY LONDIS CARPENTER COPYRIGHT © 2002 Grandma had a clever dog; She raised him from a pup. And when he learned that he could talk You couldn’t shut him up. His tail was just a nubbin And he had a flattened mug. He looked like a short boxer So grandma named him pug. Grandma told us what he looked like For we never saw the cuss. Her walking, talking, Pug Dog Was invisible to us. She said he’d always been around, As far as she recalled. Her mamma told Pug stories Before grandma even crawled. Every family has traditions And I guess I’d have to say, Pug tales have been our custom Right down to this very day. When grandma gives a long deep sigh And says, “Now, one day Pug . . .” We know a story’s coming So we sit down on the rug. We nestle up beside her For a tale we never heard. And every one gets quiet So that we won’t miss a word. The stories grandma tells us Of the things that dog can do Can hold any child’s attention, Even fill a book or two. Grandma’s Pug tales outdo Rin-Tin-Tin And even Scooby-Doo. He’s a smarter dog than Snoopy; Smarter than Lassie too. Pug has traveled to far, distant lands. And even outer space. He’s done every thing there is to do And he’s been every place. He always gets in trouble For there’s nothing he won’t try. He has traveled in a sub-marine, Flown airplanes in the sky. He has often been arrested, Even broke, once, out of Jail. But the family loves him dearly And we always pay his bail. Where grandma gets her stories from I guess I’ll never know. But even down through all these years Her Pug tales grow and grow. And I know someday when grandma sleeps, And her life on earth is gone, The Angels all will gather To hear Pug tales all day long. |