Feeding from their mama!

How pretty are puppies

Doing the same!

The doggie wags his tail.

That way he shows affection,

But he may not he for sale.

Who rubs against your leg.

But he can kill birds and mice

And doesn't have to beg.

A rose is smell;

A rose is thorns,.

Remember well

But we enjoy it as well,

As a drink, or cream, or yoghurt

Or cheese of all sorts and smell.

Is a weed; but wonderful

To find in the bush,

If it's food you need.

Would grow on a tree.

That they are out of the top

Of a plant, certainly surprised me.

And make a hearty meal

Then eaten with bread

And pea-nut-butter — a steal.

Sure as Heaven above.

A pleasure to experience,

Especially when from mum.

Then really in the soup;

But we enjoy ice-cream,

Alone or in a group.

Then you are a baby or child.

Then they grow old and frail,

You can look after them.

Is useful in all weathers.

It doesn't have gold or gems,

But might include some feathers.

With nothing to enjoy.

They are cheeky towards people,

like any naughty boy.

Is a word that comes from holy day,

A religious day of rest

From your work-a-day efforts.

Say potatoes, peas and beans;

Others, such as pumpkin and quash

Get nicer than they at first seem.

Of the life in which we glory.

Still an artist is creative,

Using imagination as well as copying.

To show you really mean it,

Goodwill and pleased

To meet you.

Some pictures you really like;

Glue them here and there on paper

And you'll make what's called collage.

Just what you fancy,

Whether sad or happy,

Or perhaps romancey.

Is he amused, or a critic,

laughing at life to mock

The sounds of man and birds?

Of all the different shades,

So now I have a rainbow scene

Of everyone 's favourite colour.

Began to hide his head in his

Feathers, we didn't know it

because he was near dying.

They'd be a lot to eat

At once, but all right,

If they were shared.

With a bow and arrow,

Because he's only little and

A target moving from place to place.

Especially Dad 's, who's bald.

I wonder why they aren't

Affectionate and happy instead?

Come continually into shore,

They gradually make the pebbles

Smooth as silk, for sure.