The Naughty Dog

There was a dog in our neighborhood,

Who didn't do what he new he should.
The kids were mad 'cause he dug up grass,
stole their balls and left out trash.
The dog would bark and growl and bite,
and scare people away with all his might.
The kids took this matter into their hands
And built and army and mapped out plans.
For weapons they grabbed rocks and sticks
And learned how to do karate kicks.
The kids marched right down the street,
The dog saw them and knew he was beat.
He suddenly felt what he had done was not good,
And he had not done what he knew he should.
He was very upset and sad,
For he knew what he'd done had been bad.
He said he was sorry and he wouldn't be bad,
And he very sorry and very sad.
And since that day the dog has been good,
Decided to be nice and did what he should.
The kids were glad he fixed the grass,
gave them back their ball and picked up trash.
He was a very nice and fun,
And now good bye the end, all is done.

by me, flambini