By Roisin Hensman – age 9 – Co. Wexford
As these two dogs,
Each other’s friend,
Their friendship would never come to an end.
As granny would shout
“Out, Out, Out!”
They would scamper outside,
On a pony ride,
Homer the horse,
Angus the jockey,
Angus the one looking all cocky,
The small believing he was tall,
The tall not minding at all at all,
The fun they’d have would never end,
And that’s how they became each other’s friend.