Our Dog Tippytops (Tippy) Poem by Gayle M. Citrus Maize Water Nora Shoshone Doherty Winchester, story song Glen A, Sweeney +

Our Dog Tippytops (Tippy)



Through the green yards our brother Billy carried
Little Tippy home in his arms one sunny day.
Tippy was only a puppy then and we were so happy
He was brought to our house to play.
He grew up to be a small black dog with four bright white paws
And a white spot above his wet nose.
When he saw us coming home he wiggled and wiggled
His short tail and shook down to his glad toes.
On the sidewalks by the streets Tippy i was told
walked carefully right around the puddles.
He simply did not want to get his dry, white paws
i guess even a little bit wet at all.
Tippy followed Rick and David to church on a Sunday morning
And sat with them in a pew.
When Tippy got old Tippy went straight up
To heaven since his heart was beautifully true blue.
One time Tippy was lost but later on he was found about
A mile away in the church yard.
If little Tippy had disappeared forever we would have surely
Taken it very hard.

Our funny Dad liked to give Tippy a small cookie then pour him
Some cold, refreshing milk next.
Dad explained his Tippy had to have milk with good cookies because
They go together the best.
Some nights our Dad drove his volkswagon bug down our side street with
Baloney to get Tippy back home.
Tippy hopped right into the stopped car once out the open door
His piece of baloney was shown!
Darling Tippy came back to my Dad's home smelling awful
Whenever he was sprayed by a skunk.
He got tied to the lamp post by Jean and cleaned with a can
Of tomato juice as his spirits sunk.
My German Shepard, Marta, who was the last puppy on a sidewalk once,
was Tippy's friend, too.
They'd go out to play and before
They'd take off she turned to give Tippy a kiss -their hearts so true! ! One day back from the west I was in my room all alone and i heard a soft scratch at my door. I opened the door and looked down only to see Tippytops looking up to be with me more....
If we did not feel well Tippy came over to us sometimes to sit snuggly
Right by our feet.
Tippytops was a good joyful companion and one of the best dogs
You'd ever want to meet.

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