Based on the reported escape of a bouncing, squat, Staffordshire bull-terrier
by trampolining over the back fence of his yard.
(‘Odd Spot’, The Age, Melbourne, 16 June 2008)
Harvey liked to jump and bounce upon the trampoline
With frisky owners, little Bob, and teenage girl, Noreen.
He jumped and bounced, and bounced and jumped, steadily getting weary-er,
‘Come on, boy! Keep it up! Jumping’ll make you merrier!’
Exhausting Harvey, the bouncing, squat, Staffordshire bull-terrier.
Next day their mother called as they merrily bounced on the trampoline,
‘Come on kids! Come and say “Hello” to your Aunt Doreen!’
While Harvey bounced alone, his eyes were staring – getting bleary-er,
The day was hot, the sun so fiercely shining – becoming glary-er,
Blinding Harvey, the bouncing, squat Staffordshire bull-terrier.
Mum came out. ‘Get off, Harvey! Get off the trampoline!
The kids have gone with Aunt Doreen – please don’t make a scene.
Jump down! Rest! Good dog, Harvey! Now you’re looking cheerier.’
She went inside. Then, sitting there, soon the fencing barrier
Inspired Harvey, the bouncing, squat, Staffordshire bull-terrier.
‘Escape, escape!’ The dog jumped back and bounced on the trampoline.
‘I’ve thought of a marvellous way to fly and escape from this prison scene.’
He left the yard, propelled on high by a bounce upon his derriere,
Over the fence he flew, then tumbled, falling through the wisteria –
Freedom for Harvey, the bouncing, squat, Staffordshire bull-terrier.
Across a park and into a forest, goodbye to the trampoline.
Two people appeared, offering choice and both were smiling and keen.
‘Come with me, pick berries for market – I am the local berrier.’
‘Come with me, ride on the ferry – I am the local ferrier.’
‘Alternate days!’ barked Harvey, the bouncing, squat, Staffordshire bull-terrier.
By Edel Wignell