I didn’t do my homework
but I have a good excuse.
Last night, just after dinner,
our dog got on the loose.
He ran out of our open gate,
so what else could I do?:
I had to chase right after him,
so down the lane I flew.
That dog ran to the playground
and so to stop his run,
I acted like my goal was not
to capture him — but fun.
So I jumped on the monkey bars
and climbed and swung around.
Butch thought I’d forgotten him
and then sat on the ground.
My plan was going beautifully,
but time I had to bide,
so close to Butch I slowly moved
by playing on the slide.
That dog now lay upon the grass
and I began to sing,
pretending I was full of joy —
then I moved to a swing.
I swung and sang and sang and swung
til Butch was fast asleep.
At last, I thought, the time was right
and from the swing did leap.
I leapt beside that sleeping dog
and grabbed him by the collar.
Butch jumped up but couldn’t run.
“I’ve caught you!” I did holler.
So we got home at nine o’clock,
the time I go to bed,
but cause my homework wasn’t done,
I thought that I was dead.
Then I remembered, Mrs. Blake,
you love your dog, named Bruce.
Yes, you’d have done the same as me,
and that is my excuse.
5 thoughts on “My Excuse”
OMG! This kid clearly has a brilliant career in politics ahead of him!
I think you might have a point there. Good thought.
Haha! Smart child! I’m giggling at his ingenuity. And a dog named Bruce? A puppy just joined my grandkids’ family yesterday— named Bruce 😂
What a coincidence! What I like about the name, besides the fact that it rhymes with “excuse”, is that it is such an “undoggy”name. I’ve never actually run into a dog named Bruce. That’s great.
I’ve never known one either! The other Grandmom loves Bruce Springsteen. Named her new Morkie after him 🤣
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