Our dog must the strangest dog that ever lived?
But he keeps me amused,as well as the kids.
He must wiegh a hundred pounds or more?
and he still looks good in my knickers and bra.
Especially loves,lipstick,hats, fairy wings.
Enjoys dressing up in well?anything.
Seems proud ,struts about,really quite vain.
I have to chase him to undress him again!
“Leave that poor dog alone”I hear myself repeat.
They’ve gone too far he’s got ballet shoes on his feet!
but he’s not bothered,in fact he’s in bliss.
who’d ever think a cross dressing dog would exist?

This poem was written/submitted by lynne hannah cannon.