Brandy is a beagle I've said a lot already When you eat a tasty morsel She can hold your gaze quite steady
Her eyes plead quite insistently She only wants a little taste Even if it's just a fallen crumb That else would have gone to waste
Once you give her her heart's desire Do you think that will stop her yearn If you responded in the affirmative Then you still have much to learn
She can smell a muffin From miles and miles away Leave it unguarded for a second She thinks to herself 'Ole'
And when you return from your very brief jaunt She will look up at you most innocently Her dark brown eyes will stare at you Not a single crumb in the vicinity
If she walks by a great big dog She doesn't say a single word Until she's safely passed it by Then she barks like you have never heard
Teaching her how to use a dog flap Does not always go as planned You know that food will do the trick But remember, Brandy is not bland
You place her gently outside the door Then as you bend down to place the food Her head bursts through, ears all askew Oddly enough she's in a hungry mood
Her excitement when going on a walk Cannot be surpassed She may be greedy and disobedient But she is a lovely little lass