Wacko Zak and
Schumze Kharma
Went to town
To find a farmer.

“There’s one there”
Said Zak to Kharma,
“We’ve found our man,
We’ll go no further”.

So Zak, The Kharma
And the farmer
Sat down and made
A deal forever.

Zak to bark
And Kharma sleep
And the farmer got
Their love to keep.

And so we end
This little saga
Of Zak, the farmer
And Schumze Kharma.

I don’t bark that much do I?

You bark rather a lot, enough to be annoying, but not as much as Kharma sleeps. Anyway, what do you think of the little poem?

It’s not going to win the Nobel Prize for literature, that’s for sure.

You’ve missed the point, I wrote a poem ABOUT you two.

Oh. Did you write poems this bad about your other dogs?

(Long sigh). Jenni got a song written about her.

A real song? To music?

Well, the music bit never got done but the words did. But as you don’t seem to appreciate my literary efforts I won’t subject you to it.