Rover ate my homework, Miss,
I swear he really did,
Don't look at me like that, Miss,
I'm just a little kid.
My work fell in the jam, Miss,
I tried to wipe it off,
But it just spread around, Miss,
And Rover likes to scoff.
I thought I'd squirt some juice, Miss,
To wash the jam away,
But it got rather damp, Miss,
When covered all in spray.
I hung it on the line, Miss,
To try and dry it out,
Rover sniffed the stink, Miss,
With his wet and hairy snout.
Up he jumped and grabbed it, Miss,
There was nothing I could do,
He chewed and ate it up, Miss,
I swear to you it's true.
Poem © 2015 Katherine Lynas