English poem
The Bumble Puppy
by Carolyn Wells (1862–1942)
This is the Bumblepuppy. He's quite tame, Although he's said to be a sort of game. You scorn him, yet you must--ah, there's the rub-- Accept him at your table or your club. He has his points, yet he's a pest, indeed; I would we could exterminate the breed.