Canine Poem * Dishevelled Bulldogs


Oh to be a Canine… Man’s greatest good friend,
He received’t abandon his proprietor,
even till the tip!

It will clear up all issues… what to eat for lunch,
not sufficient sleep and dealing a bunch.
As an alternative… my area could be the home.
I might hang around and wait to be fed,
Wherever I may discover some sunshine
is the place I’d make my mattress.

No extra worries about appeasing my mates,
No extra worries about making a mends,
No extra worries about cash and payments,
Licking myself would supply all of the thrills!

So that is my want, ought to I die & comeback.
It’s to not be a Shepherd or Rhodesian Ridgeback.
As an alternative an English Bulldog, all completely satisfied and fats,
Spending my days making an attempt to catch the cat.

Creator: John C. Thomas


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