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Sooz

Here’s Sooz, a whippet, her instinct’s to hunt, If there’s a squirrel or rabbit in front. Her mother said “ Don’t, its unladylike, dear, Its low, and its rough; you’ve a different career, Our family are all bred to race”. And here’s Sal-boy, who’d rather chase A ball than all the rabbits in the field. But Sooz knows a way through the hedge, concealed From all; one day away she stole And wriggled through the magic hole.

Sal-boy

Here’s the gate, behind which to bark At strangers, dogs, and cars that park. Sooz pogos, a truly menacing sight, Which gives passers-by a terrible fright.

Here’s Sooz’s sunbathing spot in the flower bed, Which unfortunately results in plants all spread And squashed quite flat, but Sooz requires A soft warm bed, when she tires Of gate patrol, and squirrel alert; She doesn’t mind a bit of dirt.

Click here, and through the magic hollow
Sooz’s path you now can follow.

go back to the beginning Sooz meets the Pink Donkey Sooz puts her Thinking Cap on find the knitted animals