MacDougal loved to play with toy cars;
enjoyed swinging on the park’s tricky bars.
stopped moving and made his parents tired.
around with gusto, you could say he was wired.
parents tried to get him to sit and read a book,
MacDougal would rather pretend he was a crook,
pirate, or a soldier, or a cowboy, or the police.
He was so
active, his legs never did cease.
his father brought him home a pet dog
him he’d have to be quiet as a log.
was special and couldn’t stand the noise,
MacDougal would have to sit and play with toys.
and he tried, but he couldn’t sit still.
his new dog, but Jaxon had a strong will.
So he put
a blue leash and collar round the dog’s neck
over to the park to play on a wooden deck.
ran around and around and around
Jaxon out; he went home without a sound.
up the dog and then fell on his bed.
was asleep; his parents wondered if he was dead.
smiled and they laughed and winked at each other.
such a good idea to have a dog, should they get another?
on Jaxon MacDougal was as quiet as could be,
care of his dog and reading books about the sea.