A Beagle named Echo 


There once was a Beagle named Echo

Who reeked havoc on all from the get go

To end from beginning

There just was no winning

This Beagle knows not, the word ‘no’
His cute little face was deceiving

He was destructive from morning till evening

Chewing all in his path

He’s unfazed by your wrath

You will stare at the mess, disbelieving
He believes he’s the king of the castle

When actually the dogs just an ass-hole

Never does as he’s told

I can’t wait till he’s old

And hopefully he’ll be less hassle

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