Rhyming Poem

My Dog Takes A Ski Trip

It's about a ski trip my Boston Terrier named "Clover" who I also call "Boo" takes to Aspen. Her hopes for fresh powder (snow). The friends she meets, and an encounter she has with a Hare on an Aspen slope. How she navigates through it, and makes a new friend.

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Clover 'aka' Boo Goes To Aspen

James J. Murray ©

Published by Family Friend Poems February 11, 2025 with permission of the Author.

Clover took flight one winters night, to Aspen she was bound, to hit the slopes with powdered hopes and maybe - meet a hound!

On morning one she had great fun with Bailey from the coast, who spun her tales and wild regales that finished with a toast -

On morning two she meet Old Blue who told her to beware! For on the slopes there often lopes an "Insolent Young Hare"

"A glorified rabbit with a nasty habit of pooping on the snow, so when you go, please take it slow, or all could end in woe"

On morning three and full of glee the Boo began to ski, she swooshed and wooshed her little pooch all over Dipsys Lee -

While having fun with everyone, little Boo flipped upside down, she crossed her ski's and bent her knees, and landed on her crown -

All fuddled and muddled and needing a cuddle, Clover looked up in awe, for standing there without a care, that "Insolent Young Hare"

"What brought you up? You little pup! To where I strive to thrive, for it was me who bent your knee and sent you in a dive -

I've marked my hopes on these here slopes, hard work I do declare, yet skiers always moan at me and mutter in despair"

"O Mr. Hare, If I may dare? I'd like to be your friend, I hit these slopes with powdered hopes not meaning to offend -

"Well since your nice, take my advice and tell all those who'd dare, on these here slopes there often lopes this "Insolent Young Hare"

Little Clover gave a friendly smile and struggled to her knees, snow up her nose, between her toes, she blasted off a sneeze!

"O Hare my dear, I really fear your pooping is outrageous! You need a designated plot - a kind of super pooping spot!

A place designed as a retreat, away from skiers well worn beat - where private business has its seat"

"If I set aside this private place, and keep the slopes in snowy grace, will I make friends and ski with you, and drink a toast when the day is through?"

O Yes! For sure! If my names Clover! And many cheers did echo over - and to this day slopes stay pristine - Hare's secret stash is never seen.

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