My Dog Fred

I have a dog.
His name is Fred.
He won't play fetch.
He won't play dead.

He won't shake hands
or sit or stay
or bark or beg
or run and play.

He won't roll over,
shake or crawl.
In fact, he won't
do tricks at all.

When folks ask why
I tell them that's
because my dog
was raised by cats.

Copyright © 2010 Kenn Nesbitt
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	On Feb 4, 2012 arthik from canada wrote: It was awesome. Its so funny!
	On Aug 4, 2011 Emmz from New Zealand wrote: I love it,its awesome<3
	On Jun 21, 2011 joelle from england wrote: i love this poem i didnt know cats had babies which were dogs!
	On Jun 14, 2011 Jenny Smith from United Kingdom, Kent, WJS! wrote: Awsome, my kids at school loved it. Funny, my old-dog was named Fred, but he always did tricks. So every day my kid's hear this poem, but they never get bored!
	On Jun 14, 2011 Macy from Colorado wrote: You had my eyes glued!

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