The dog is fast

Running In the garden, green and bright, Sunbeams dancing, what a sight! Flowers blooming, red and blue, With busy bees and morning dew.

The dog is fast, a furry streak, Across the lawn, a joyful shriek! A wagging tail, a happy bark, He chases squirrels around the park…

Well, not a park, a garden small, But big adventures for us all! He leaps and bounds with playful zest, Putting his speed to the test.

He sniffs the roses, red and sweet, Then chases butterflies, a fleet Of colorful wings, a dizzying dance, He stumbles, rolls, takes another chance!

He digs for bones, a buried treat, Then licks his chops, oh so complete! He plays with balls and rubber ducks, Avoiding thorny prickly shrubs.

He barks at birds high in the tree, As happy as a dog can be! He spins in circles, round and round, Then collapses on the ground.

A happy dog, so tired now, With muddy paws and sleepy brow. He dreams of squirrels and buzzing bees, Content and peaceful in the breeze.