My Beagles’s brain is nothing like a collie
Who has skills, can smile and round up sheep
The Beagle thinks a thousand times, ‘Oh Golly!’
That Ham is but a yummy hunk of meat.
My Beagle’s brain is nothing like a Jack
With quivering nose down tunnels, it doth run
And whisp-ers to rabbits how to avoid the sack
Once more to jump, and hop lazy in the sun.
My Beagle’s Brain is nothing like a poodle
That struts along the road, so proud and foolish
While Beagle lies on bed with stolen noodles
Ears twitching, deep in sleep and clueless.
Greedy, moulting, licking dog of waggy tail
Your heart is huge, your appetite, a whale.