Sunday, 27 January 2008

My Dog Scamp




I am involved in a lot of money-making schemes and homeworking on the internet at the moment, and came upon some poetry competitions. In one you could win £30 for a poem about your pet. It's a bit of a long shot, but worth a try. This is a poem based on Christopher Smart's poem 'My Cat Geoffry' and is written in the same style, but sadly isn't very poetic. It starts off quite poetic but then gets silly in the middle. The last line is in the style of Smart too (I thought it needed a bit of explanation as it sort of comes from nowhere).




My Dog Scamp

I will consider my dog Scamp
For he is a servant of the Living God duly and daily serving him
For he worships God in his own way
For he the first time he saw a bird in the sky
He froze and marvelled at its wonder
For God has blessed him with acute facilities
For he can find a ball in a cornfield
And he has a beard and fringe as scruffy as an unmade bed
Thereupon on occasions he has the appearance of only having one eye
For his eyes are bright and vulpine
But in head of a small furry housetrained vulpine
For he patrols the garden for the cats
For the sneaky felines wind him up through the glass door
So that he departs the back door as a coiled spring
For he can scale a high fence
For this must result from a turbo-charged adrenaline surge
And we are informed of his extra-curricular activities by neighbours ringing the doorbell
Firstly he checks under birdtables for peanuts
Secondly he checks in hedges for cats
Thirdly he checks in the gardens he passes for cats
For he has a cat obsession
But the only time he ever got close to the arched hissing enemy he backed away swiftly
For on the walk to the corner shop he prances with tail erect like a king on his progress
For he is frightened of Jack Russells
But he likes running rings round Alsatians
For he outmanoeurves them by weaving to and fro
For he is supremely proud of this skill
And exercises it whenever possible
But tucks in his behind just for safety's sake
For he is a godly creature






















9 comments:

Frances said...

What a sweetie he is.
You didn't mention his fantasies of modelling and ad work though!
LOL

A Family/Group Member said...

good luck with the contest

John (Copyright JMM 2007-2008) said...

Great poem full of wit and love. Did you take that pic of him?

I liked the poem a lot. Regards.

Bobbie said...

Yea! Scamp is a goodly, godly creature. My favorite lines?

"Firstly he checks under birdtables for peanuts
Secondly he checks in hedges for cats
Thirdly he checks in the gardens he passes for cats
For he has a cat obsession"

Hope you win!

Sweet Irene said...

Wonderful, absolutely wonderful. You and your dry wit! For you are a jolly good poem writer.

Frances said...

Like the new pic too. Even cuter.

dianeclancy said...

Hi Bev,

This photo is so cute!! And the poem is lovely ... I will send some good energy in your direction for the contest!

~ Diane Clancy
www.dianeclancy.com/blog

Bev said...

I did take the pic John. In fact I am in possession of lots of lovely pics of all sorts of things, but unfortunately most of them are old fashioned photos which means I have to photo them again on my digital so they don't come out to well. Among the other notable pictures of dogs I possess are a picture of Tessa licking the newborn Jack the first time she met him in his carrycot, and a picture of Tess's tiny head way in the distance in the middle of a Scottish loch.

I am at this moment in the process of sending off the poem to the comp, but in a more sensible form.

John (Copyright JMM 2007-2008) said...

A lovely pic of Scamp - if yoiu stil habve negatives a photo shop might be able to digitize selected ones.