Blackie The Wonder Dog

He fectched slippers

Jumped up and sat on the hassock

Sat with whipped cream on his nose

      or roast beef on his paws

                                 'till told "okay" to eat them

And watched

                  leaning on the iron fence

                         with worn patches at his elbows

                                                             (like a '50's TV father's jacket)

                  every train pass the house

                                                       for seventeen years