The interloping ginea pig entered my premises…
& duly chased away my guard dog.
The pusillanimity of my Doberman Pincher,
Was roundly discussed by my neighbours, every time I entered the front yard.
My cheeks would blanch at their retorts,
,
My feeble replies were but a thin poultice to my deeply wounded pride.
Next time I’ll choose a miniature Alsatian.
Anton Martin Smith Writer 