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Ding



The Story of Ding

There once was a dog


His name had a ring

He was quite incredible

An incredible thing


He didn't seem happy

When told what to do

A leash and a collar…

well, would you?


I guess you could say

in a casual way

Ding was just Ding…

And Ding he would stay


One morning real early

He saw the door open

as quick as a blink

well what do you think


He was out in the yard

It wasn't that hard

He wished he could growl

Or hoot like an owl


He wished and he wished and he wished for one thing

He wished and he wished that he wasn't just Ding

And just as he thought that…Running from home

He wondered were he'd get his next bone


And then with a moan

He said I'm alone

I wish there would be

someone with me



And then with a bang

There appeared such a gang

He was swept off his feet

Right into the street


He got up to run

This sure wasn't fun

He wished again sadly

He wished again badly


He wished he was mean

To change this strange scene

He wished the same thing

That he wasn't just Ding
He ran and he ran

He ran just so fast

He ran past his shadow

away at last


He stopped and he turned

Around with surprise

Who was that monster

Was it me in disguise


With ears like a owl

And then, yes indeed

He gave a great howl

What else did he need



His head rearranged

How very strange

His wish had been granted

He stood there and panted



His foot was a wing

His nose was now slanted

He wasn't just Ding

But some weird little thing.


He wasn't the same

He didn't feel tame

now he would fear

The dog catchers were near



…Oh Wow!

can I get home some how?



And then as he opened his eyes

much to his surprise

He realized one thing

He was Once again Ding


It all was a bad dream

And now it would seem

He was happy as d*nk

The incredible thing




Robert Lee
From an original poem written in 1970

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Submitted on September 27, 2013

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