Truff the helpful puppy lived by the sea
And gambolled in the ocean mist on an island called Elbow Cay.
How the children loved to play with that fluffy Truff
For when they fell and scraped their knee, she gave them first-aid stuff.
Together they would travel, in a helpful App they’d sail
They all kept a lookout perched on Truff’s great wagging tail
Parents, friends and neighbours would smile whene’r they came
Knowing that with any scrapes they could easily call her name.
O, Truff the helpful puppy…
(To the tune of Puff the Magic Dragon…)