Aditya Murudkar, Class 5, Bombay Scottish School Powai, Mumbai
I have a dog, His name is Bogrod, He likes to hide in a wide log, When he catches some raw cod. He likes the sound of musical chords, As if he is sleeping in a huge pod. When he swipes and snaps thin cords, He thinks his paws have powers more than a god. When I think in my garden what next to sow, He starts jumping on a newly ploughed row. Wherever in the world we go, He hits things with a heavy blow. I sometimes catch him in a battle of woe, With the neighbour’s dog- his only foe, They jump and wrestle, Closest to where cats nestle. When he is done chasing a pest, He takes a big, long rest. I love my wonderful dog, Because he eats healthy snacks like a hog.