Max

Acts like a child
Always wanting his way
Stinks like a pigsty
That smell never goes away

Sleepy like a koala
Rarely seen awake
Eats like a growing boy
Won’t stop till he aches

Travels like a favourite toy
Around to countless places
Run fast like a cheetah
But never win races

Loves to get attention, like a Politian
Jumping and wagging his tail
He is small like a mouse
He would fit in the mail.