Kevin, the Lion-Hearted Puppy
Young Kevin was just a small red dog,
But no one ever told him that!
He thought himself 'aristocrat',
Of noble blood and birth...
A king of dogs, a hunter great,
A warrior who could lie in wait,
Attack his prey, then celebrate
His cunning, matchless worth.
While strolling on a summer's day,
Kevin spied some brown squirrels, hard at play,
His hunter-heart was racing! "Hey!
A quarry worth my taking!"
He snuck up close and crouched down low,
A frozen statue, unseen foe,
His short red tail snapped to and fro,
His haunches started shaking!
An unsuspecting squirrel drew near,
A perfect prey that felt no fear,
The time was Now, the place was Here,
A victim worth pursuing...
With swiftest grace, Kevin took his stance,
Leapt in the air, his one big chance,
Landed on squirrel, and then a dance
Incredible for viewing...
The squirrel pulled left and Kevin pulled right,
The squirrel tap-danced, but Kevin held tight,
Kevin squeezed that squirrel with all his might,
But Kevin was way too tiny...
The squirrel was bigger, by a bunch,
He threw Kevin off, and Kevin went crunch!
Flew in the air, and came down scrunch,
And landed on his hiney!
His ego bruised, his self-worth flat,
"How DARE that squirrel treat me like that!
He's just a squirrel, while 'I'm a DOG!'
Kevin's temper soon boiled over...
His brain was crazed, his mind was dim,
Kevin jumped that squirrel and tackled him!
"I'll tear that squirrel from limb-to-limb
And bury him in clover!"
The squirrel just turned and shrugged him off,
And laughing hard, began to cough,
The other squirrels began to scoff,
And poor Kevin felt degraded...
He'd given everything he had,
He'd been put down, and put down bad,
Amazed that he could feel so sad,
His confidence had faded.
And since that day, Kevin stops to tell
Each single dog that bids him well,
The story of his squirrely Hell,
He soon extemporizes...
Now that he's older, Kevin has found
Himself to be of great renown,
Dogs congregate from miles around,
To hear what Kevin advises...
"The moral, friends ~ my lifetime theme:
Don't hold Self in too high esteem,
'Cause things aren't always as they seem,
Don't let Ego get to ya!
Don't let your temper get too hot,
Know what you are and what you're not,
Just give each day the best you've got,
And don't let Pride undo ya!"
So, next time that you see a dog,
However big or small or fat,
Just think of Kevin and tip your hat,
Address it as an equal!
God bless you folks, for taking time
To read this silly feline rhyme,
'Cause fifty dollars to a dime
There will not be a sequel
