From Sir Wally:
The Pekingese have feathered knees
And plumes where tails should be
And as they race, about the place
They ripple like the sea
From The Pekingese National Anthem
written by E. V. Lucas

From Cheyenne Autumn

Here come the Pekes
They have lots of hair
They get to romp and play
Is that fair?

I might get hurt
If I could run free
But I am better
'Cause I can climb a tree!

I could catch a bird
I am sure of that
Pekes cannot even get close
'Cause they are too FAT!

From Silvermyst

We have a dog named Mickey
He is red and old and sweet
We have a dog named Amber
I think she is pretty neat
We have a dog named Patches
She has a plumy tail
We have a dog named Shadow
He stays in the doggy jail

Poet's note: The "jail" is a recliner

My little Schips are trim and neat,
And most of the time their breaths are sweet.
But when they roam where the horses have been,
I run to look for my trusty clothes pin!
By Nikita La Femme

Jacques you really are sweet
And your teeth are really neat
But when you eat Tomato Ragout
Your Breathe definitely smells of - PHEW!

Must be the garlic in the stew
So I thought I'd just mew,
To let you know there's nothing wrong
With using something to remove the PONG!

Poets Note - Jacques recently stole the whole of a big pot a Tomato Ragout - and believe mew the smell of his breathe was absolutely GHASTLY! Even the hoomans couldn't stand it! It really laid mew out!
Purrs Buddee