There was a dog named Hercule
He lived in a cage and was treated cruel
Although he was trained to protect
He became a police academy reject
Now he lives with people he loves
And is pampered and treated with kid gloves
He roams and plays and is well fed
He even sleeps in a big soft bed
To be a house pet he was meant
The vet says “He is magnificent”
He has big yard and friends galore
He’ll never want for anything more
Nancy Chambers
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-dog-named-hercule/
