Ode To The Biscuit Tin

Your colour is teal but there are no feathers on you, You’re big and round which sure is true,

Filled with delights of a biscuit or two!

Dad dips in often and so does Youngest, but Mom stays away except when she is hungriest!

I sometimes am allowed a broken one or two, but Mom says if I get fat I will be blue!

Christmas is coming and I need to write to Santa, for something I really, really need

This year its not tennis balls or beds or collars, which I would really, really like?

Opposable Thumbs!!!!!

However Mom says if I did get opposable thumbs she would be setting me to work and then I could have a biscuit or two as payment!!!!!!  I don’t know if I like the sound of that!!!!  I think I will stick to my special Bonio Biscuits, at least they are all mine and the Hoomans don’t want to eat them!!!!!

Have a Woofy Wednesday

Treacle

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