A dog wandered into our garden one day,
A friendly old mutt, didn’t look like a stray.
We never discovered whence he had come,but we brushed him and fed him and the kids called him Simba.
Now as family members, even dogs must work hard,
So we put Simba on duty next door in our yard,bright eyed and watchful by night and by day,but not much of a guard dog, I’m sorry to say.
He barked at the cats and he’d bark at a toad,he barked at the cattle outside on the road – barked at the horses – so where did he fail?
You see, simba liked people, and he just wagged his tail.
He liked the yard labour, an amiable bunch.
They fed our dog tidbits and scraps from their lunch.
Simba wolfed it all down, but to our dismay.
He seemed to get fatter with each passing day.
Then one night when simba was laid at his ease,A burglar crept in just as quiet as you please.
He saw no alarms, heard no siren howling,
No guard dog for sure, there’d be barking and growling.
But simba was awake and he had seen him alright,
Delighted with company this time of the night,
He flew through the yard, his new friend to greet,
And his weight bowled the burglar right off of his feet.
The intruder got up and ran off with a wail
And simba right behind him still wagging his tail.
He departed the yard he’d come in to burgle,
Like a champion athlete clearing a hurdle.
But Simba couldn’t jump gates, so sadly instead
He picked up the thief’s wallet and went back to bed.
Next morning the evidence everyone viewed,
When simba brought it to us, (just a little bit chewed).
Once given the wallet, the police didn’t fail
To capture the burglar and put him in jail.
His confession like wildfire spread through the town,
How a big vicious guard dog had knocked the thief down.
We all howled with laughter when we heard the story,
And simba was our hero, he was basking in glory.
There’s been no attempts since to burgle our yard,
For everyone knows now that Simba is on guard.