Last week, a little dog chased me.
I ran as quickly as could be.
It chased me all around the place
to pounce on me and lick my face!
He chased me through the dirty street
just like a capable athlete.
He chased me through the pretty park.
I hurried home for it was dark.
Towards my house I quickly ran.
I suddenly thought of a plan.
I lured the dog into a cage;
It fled and got into a rage.
The dog ran into my mom’s room
and broke my mom’s vase and her broom.
It shed its fur on my mom’s bed.
Now my mom’s chasing me instead!
Illustration by Sathya Jalilehvand
Copyright © 2007 Gloson Teh