DOG 1

Perched sphinx-like on her plinth of plank-

Like some Egyptian Queen of rank-

Sits Mothball.

Her eye takes in her vast domain-

Then gently hands it back again-

Twelve summers past have been her reign-

This one will be her last.

Life-long she’s lived and well behaved-

And many owners she’s enslaved-

Has Mothball.

In lifetime she’s fulfilled her role

And never hurt a living soul

Always shared her drinking bowl

With all her canine subjects.

When finally she leaves her plank

There’ll be no pomp or circumstance

For Mothball.

Perched sphinx-like on her plinth of plank

Like some Egyptian Queen of rank

Sits Mothball.