Even dogs have a sense of fashion. Winner, Cramp! |
She had no idea what the dog was barking at. All she was doing was trying on a hat. It couldn't be that her pet's agitation Was because he hated her sense of fashion? "Hush, little puppy, don't bark a word Mamma's going to buy this hat (so absurd) And if that absurd hat sets you barking, Mamma's gonna get a ticket for parking. "And if that ticket for parking is heavy Mamma's gonna stop driving the Chevvy ..." She stopped singing in her head And turned to the canine instead. "What's the matter, what's the matter? You think there's something wrong with the hatter?" The dog, he barked, the dog he growled The dog he woofed, he choked, he howled. It was no use, he would not stop And every customer in the hatter's shop Was ready to leave without buying All that noise was very trying! Finally, "You win, I lose, Another hat I shall choose." And, somewhat in haste, She picked one to her doggy's taste. Then he stopped the awful noise And behaved elegantly, with poise. The other customers, with good cheer Bought some haute-couture headgear. As they exited, a fellow shopper commented, "Your dog's taste is to be complimented." "Hush, hush, or he'll try the same ruse Next door, while I choose my shoes!" (Part of the poem is based on: |