My dancing dog never listens.
He dances everyday.
He hops, skips and jumps a million times in every way!
He even dances when I tell him to go out and play!
Whenever I open the door he just tries to run away.
One day he ran away and left his precious bone,
he didn’t even run back all the way home.
I decided to look around for him in the City.
I couldn’t find him – what a pity!
One day I found a dancing show.
I found him and called out, “The last time I saw you was a very long time ago!”
“Hush!” he barked proudly. “I don’t need your help”
He barked loudly. “Excuse me!” he called out
trying to move through the crazy crowd.
“Did you just talk!? I never knew you could speak!”, I shrieked.
“I know! My technique makes me unique.”
So that is the story of the dancing dog.
But did I mention about the frog on the log above the bog?