The dog stood on the burning deckBeside the captain’s son.The canine was prepared to dive,But the boy was having noneOf it. “I cannot leave my post!”The dog was not delighted:“You’d better scram, my little man,“Before you are ignited.”“My Dad said stay and I obey,”The loyal son cried, boasting.“Your father’s dead!” the dog did yelp,“I can … Continue reading Casabianca (as told by the Captain’s dog)