Pongo was going to be put down at the pound.
Vicki realized that Pongo was quite a hound.
John and Diane said Pongo! "He's ours!"
But Pongo acted like he was from Mars!
Pongo said "No kids! No Guests! and I'll be okay!"
Keep to these rules, this Dalmatian will stay.
So John and Diane abided by the rules, but Pongo then was enrolled in "school".
He learned and learned and learned and learned. His smartness had us all concernced.
How could this dog count, hum and read?
Ride a roller coaster, give high five and spin backwards through your knees?
Pongo kept us all amazed.
He opened the slider, did his business, and closed it unfazed.
With all these great tricks and personality to boot
How could Pongo cost so much loot??
Allergies, rashes, kidney, bladder if you please.....
This would bring anyone to their knees.
But John and Diane loved Pongo so...
It was off to the vet they would go, go, go.
How can this be happening they would always say?
We only want Pongo to be healthy, happy and stay?
But after many visits and not so much as a clue,
We all found out Pongo had the big "C" and there was nothing we could do.
Pongo is now in a better place.
He left this world with class and grace.
He's not scratching or swollen or suffering at all.
Pongo will always love John and Diane, the best Dad and Mom of all.
We love you Pongo.

The End