Picked up off the streets with a mangled limb;                                      There once was a 3-legged dog named Sprighty, 
Her hopes for a new life were hopeless and grim;                                   Although she was small, she knew she was mighty;
The kind shelter folks gave her vet care and food.                                 She decided one day to do something grand;
Now this brave little dog, always sweet, never rude;                              Said she, "I will become Mayor and rule the land!"
Is running for Mayor; and her new goal in life;                                       She sought out the votes with Dr. Lisa her slave;
A roof for those like her, and a world free of strife!                                So grateful were they for the votes people gave;
So open your hearts and tell all your friends;                                        Will her efforts be rewarded, will she be elected?
A new shelter for dogs, until homelessness ends;                                  Only time will tell, when the votes are collected!
Is this fundraiser's goal so please vote today;
To ensure that none like her will be turned away.

Mighty Sprighty had a dream to become Mayor of this town;                    There once was a veterinarian, Dr. Berg was her name;
A sweet, tenacious terrier, she was determined to wear that crown.         She was normal and content, until into her life Sprighty came.
With dogged determination she sought votes all dog-gone day;                What then ensued was chaos - politics, competition and a cause,
Assiduously campaigning, in the lead she strived to stay.                         As Sprighty strove for a home for her less fortunate friends with paws.
She did her best to be top dog - she knew she was no slouch;                 Dragged into the fray, their cause overwhelmed and consumed,
And at day's end, exhausted, she'd go home to Doc Lisa's couch.              Not until Sprighty wins and a shelter is built, can normalcy be resumed.
Then up again soliciting votes and guarding them like a gnome,                 So please vote today so their work can be relieved,
So every dog in Teller County will have somewhere to call home.               Only then can you be sure that poem cessation is achieved!

Bad Poem Week 5:                                                                               

Unwanted and abandoned, she wandered the streets alone and scared, 
Fighting bad weather, traffic and perils untold, her innocent life was spared.
She'd run towards cars with wagging tail, would someone stop and assist?
But preoccupied drivers in cars raced past; she was easy to resist.
As days went by she grew weak and tired, and hope began to die,
A kind man finally stopped, and her sad condition made him cry.
He took her to a shelter where they gave her food and care,
But thoughts of her consumed him, he couldn't leave her there.
He returned for her the next day, and two hearts and lives entwined,
For years they shared a bond of love that could not be defined.
And when a decade later, he held her in his arms and said goodbye,
She slipped away, her spirit free, on wings of angels she would fly.
Although his heart was filled with grief, he felt her presence from above,
And found a smile in the cherished memory of her unconditional love.