ANGELS WITH NO WINGS
33. ANGELS WITH NO WINGS Have you ever spared a thought For persons of a certain sort? Some with flock to tame and ward Those that search when hills are pored Some scan rubble or sniff for bomb All tasks done with great aplomb Persons I say and add no clause Though you’ve guessed these have four paws Now please indulge me as I drone And speak of some that I have known First comes Caesar, son of Yorkshire Royally named and what a corker! Happy his days but came to grief His an acquaintance far too brief Next along trots little Benji Quite the fiery character he! Gentle Rodders kept him calm (To me too was quite the balm) Chatty Henry starts a line Filled with plucky Westies fine Though she liked to stay low-key No fault you’d find with sweet Suki Now Charlie Farley is the boss Sees food on floor is never lost! Last, charging stoutly up the line Silly Millie, his partner-in-crime In va...