The Stubborn Toy

My piggy bank, in the shade of pink,

Was perfectly spherical and round,

In the middle of it, there was a small chink,

And of a hundred coins, there was a mound.

There was my dog a little cutie pie,

He ran towards the piggy bank

To bite it, as he made a cry,

The piggy continued to swank

My dog was eager to put it into his mouth,

But he couldn't, Oh what a sad dog!

The piggy bank refused to get into this loath,

And together they made a lot of grog

There they were, waging a war,

The stubbornness between a dog and a bank,

Shouting, shouting, my throat went sour,

Who between the two, will get the first rank?

Now, I had to stop this adamant war,

But my dog refused and continued to fight

I couldn't bare this anymore!

My face expression was very tight

Then, to them I made a run,

But I realized, the tiff came to a stop,

The piggy bank had won,

And this messy lawn, I had to mop!