Poem

Here's a little poem I came up with, and I think it could someday be turned into a song...

My name is Brisztow Jones.
I like to gnaw on bones.
I run around,
I sniff the ground.
My name is Brisztow Jones!

My name is Brisztow Jones.
I like to run and roam,
In the park,
or in the dark,
But never far from home.

My name is Brisztow Jones.
I do not have a phone
I like play
most everyday
and then Mom takes me home.