The naughty puppy ignored his mother's call and dallied outside,
barking at noises and sniffing at bugs,
until finally the naughty puppy decided himself
that he was ready
to go back inside.
"oh snap," the puppy cried while he stood at the door,
spying into the house, a tiny red tomato too delicious for words.
It was a treat for the little puppy, if only he had not wanted to play some more.
"surely there is a lesson, a lesson to be learned,
something i should remember, in my memory to be burned ."
The puppy stood staring, his mind all a whirl,
until finally it hit him, like three kinds of butters...
"next time, silly puppy, bring glass cutters!"