Will we forever be haunted
by the dog made of newspaper?
Rustling and howling at our door,
keeping us awake all night!
He chases after butterfly clips,
he barks at cotton wool cloud
and follows us everywhere we go.
If he get in, he makes a mess,
ink and letters all over the furniture,
paper cuts all over the curtains.
We try to ignore him as best we can,
neighbours think we’re barking mad,
but they can’t see yesterday’s news.