Poppet loves her dinosaur. She has him with her when she naps. She carries him from room to room. She plays with him and, of course, she always wins. She also makes sure that it is always Dinosaur who is responsible for any wrong doing!
“Poppet was it you that put muddy pawprints everywhere?” “Not me, that was Dinosaur. I saw him” “Poppet was it you that ate Grumpy’s dinner?” “Me? No definitely not! Mr Dinosaur ate it – he was sooooo hungry!” “Poppet did you steal Daddy’s wallet?” “I was just trying to find his credit card…wuff I mean no not me. That was most assuredly Dinosaur!” “Poppet have you seen the important papers I was working on?” “Mr Dinosaur wanted to play with them. I told him no, I did really.”
But the wonderful thing about Poppet is the way she is always so happy to see me – even if it’s only been a short while since she last saw me. The happy look in her eyes, the waggy tail, the leap into my arms to give me puppy kisses. It’s also the way she curls up on the sofa and puts her head on my knee when I’m ill, or sad, or feeling alone. She looks up at me with her beautiful eyes to say “I’m here”.
And, of course, she always gets forgiven. After all, I love her just as much as she loves me!
Freddie was a young raccoon, He liked to run and run. Sadly, he also liked to thieve From all and everyone. It didn't matter what it was Or to whom it did belong. So long as he could make it his He thought he'd done no wrong.
"But Freddie" said Police Dog "You will soon end up in jail, And if you continue as you are No one will pay your bail." Freddie, he just did not believe, He stole more and more and more. Telling him it was a crime had now become a bore, And Freddie being oh so young was too young for the law.
"But one day Fred they'll get you" All his family did warn. Yet Freddie he just looked at them With a face of scorn. But on Freddie's tenth birthday All his thieving it did cease, For on that day he stole again And was cornered by police. "Ah ha my lad we've got you now" Police Dog he did say And Freddie can no longer steal, For he is locked away!
The grumpy old cat He wanted a spat. So he bashed at the dog With his big furry paw But she was too quick And slid onto the floor.
She danced and she danced Saying "you can't get me, You are too old For the dance" said she. But she knows his grumpiness Is all sham For they both will lie down Like the wolf with the lamb*.
Grumpy Cat.Grumpy Cat, Poppet and dragon toy napping on a sofa together.
*Isaiah 11:16 A wolf will reside with a lamb, and a leopard will lie down with a young goat; an ox and a young lion will graze together as a small child leads them along.
As Poppet was walking From Dogland one day, She thought it would be A fun day to play. So she took a long walk To the top of a hill Because what she wanted Was to roll down her ball.
The ball it rolled down. It rolled down very fast And poor little Poppet Was sure to come last. But she ran and she ran Just as fast as she could And she did catch that ball, As it rolled through a wood.
What a choice for poor Poppet, A stick or a ball? As with only one mouth She can't carry it all. And so, she must choose What's the best thing for her But the sticks in that wood Were so many and tall.
Little Poppet did ponder A long time on this. But then she did realise The stick would be less Of a long term investment, So the ball would be best. Then she ran home for tea And a nice big long rest.
