Dog Poems

Steve Tasane walked through the doors of Battersea late in 1999 and was there to celebrate the 140th year of the Home.

Founded in 1860 by Mary Tealby, the aims of Battersea Dogs' Home are as relevant today as they were then: to rescue, re-unite, rehabilitate and re-home London's lost and unwanted dogs and cats.

I thought it would be nice to feature a few of Steve's dog poems written during this period.

Before we do that, I'd like to link to some other dog poems that have caught my eye.

'Hector's Eleven!' by Michael Bassey

'Two Dogs Have I' by Ogden Nash

'The Revenant' by Billy Collins

'Why Own A Dog?' - Author Unknown

'Rainbow Bridge' - Author Unknown

Funny Dog Poems for kids

Steve Tasane
Flossie
You're the perfect terror, you're a cuddle-trap
You're the cat's whiskers, you're a whispered yap
You're a whirlwind whisking me away to Oz
You're a dancer like Muhammad Ali was
You're the Queen of Sheba, Her Mighty Highness
You're a puddle of fun in a desert of dryness
You're Chaplin's waddle, Marty Feldman's eyes
You're Cagney's mouth and you're Cagney's size
You're the last gold leaf on the Autumn trees
You're hot gossip in a swirling breeze
You're a rumble of dissent that sparks rebellion
You're the splash of colour when we switch the telly on
You're a burglar alarm that can't stop beeping
You're a zooming broom that won't stop sweeping
You're a raging rag, a hairy tornado
You're carpet crumbs on a lump of Playdo
You're a famished midgit at a three course feast
You're the Top Dog, at the very least
You're a goggle-eyed gargoyle with a baked bean heart
You're Minnie the Minx, you're Butthead, you're Bart
You're scandal in a ribcage, a riot on paws
You're a wiggling tiddler but you think you're Jaws
You're a brittle jewel on a bit of string
You're the atom at the heart of everything
You're the Mini nipping through a juggernaut jam
You're the God of Dogs, the Little I Am
You're sliced bread, plus the bits between
You're a Miniature Yorkie, the canine Queen