in my house that I call home,
there are two dogs that like to dig,
they fill my home with lots of bones,
one is large and both are pigs,
in my house that I call home,
lives a tortoise who likes to burrow,
he may be slow, but he loves to roam,
all around his desert home,
in my house that I call home,
there are two rabbits that like to hop,
they love to hop around the garden,
when bringing them in expect a strop,
in my house that I call home,
lives three rats who like to bicker,
so much they argue to be on top,
always running so you must be quicker,
some may say that the house that I call home,
is more of a zoo than a house,
but to them I say,
you are jealous you louse,
in the house that I call home,
there is a love so strong,
and I hope it never changes.