Defending the house

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The cars stood nose to tail,

All the houses looked the same;

To the wrong one in I came,

And I won’t do that again.

For a big hound stood before,

With a canny set of jaws;

And me glued to the floor,

When the dog held out his paw.

And every word is true,

Except the happy ending.

To give the dog his due,

The house he was defending.

Mary Treveil,

Ardrossan Road,