Dog Poem

Oh to be a Dog… Man’s best friend,
He won’t abandon his owner,
even until the end!

It would solve all problems… what to eat for lunch,
not enough sleep and working a bunch.
Instead… my domain would be the house.
I would hang out and wait to be fed,
Wherever I could find some sunshine
is where I’d make my bed.

No more worries about appeasing my friends,
No more worries about making a mends,
No more worries about money and bills,
Licking myself would provide all the thrills!

So this is my wish, should I die & comeback.
It’s not to be a Shepherd or Rhodesian Ridgeback.
Instead an English Bulldog, all happy and fat,
Spending my days trying to catch the cat.

Author: John C. Thomas

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