3 walks a day,
keep us in fun,
Add tennis balls to this
and we jump and we run.

Oh, the crash and smash
made us trip up amok,
and then it turned out to be
the recycling truck!

The schedule is working
and the training is, too,
and the smiles from the Inside
warm the Calapazoo.

So Bindi and Cedar
might one day be friends
but this poem of the Thing-Things
is now at an end...

Except the Calapazoo
can't seem to quite quit
the phrases keep coming
everytime she says, "Sit".

So Thing 1 and Thing 2 are
snuggly in bed
with blankies and frozen carrots
right near their heads...