Little Brushwood came close to see Mom on the phone,
As he carried in his mouth his squeaky toy bone.
Mom wrote down an address of a friend that she knew,
And said to Little Pup “We have something to do.”
Little Brushwood dropped his toy and whispered a bark,
As he wondered if they are going to the park.
Mom and her pup walked to a neighbor’s house nearby,
To help with the box from the delivery guy.
Once the box was carried inside her neighbor’s home,
Mom then gave Little Brushwood his squeaky toy bone.
She went on to assemble the brand new wheelchair,
For her friend who needed it for personal care.