There was a young yogi named Guy
Whose client was painfully shy
When doing the plank
She buckled and sank
Whilst muttering “yoga, oh why!”
There was a great dog named Stan lee
Whose gait was remarkably free
He could do downward dog
It was never a slog
And was happy, as happy can be.
There once was a fine pup called Larry
Whose motto was “never to tarry.”
He barked and he ran
As young dogs just can
Whilst looking for something to carry.
Kathy Harris.............