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.
A bulldog friend who’s always by your side,
and in a fight he does not hide.
He’s always there whether it’s near or far,
and will not judge you because he loves who you are.
He comes when you call, and does what you say.
He is there every minute, and will never fade away.
He walks by your side, and runs when you’re late.
He urges you to hurry, and helps you clean your plate.
You can always count on him, he will never let you down.
He will always make you happy, and never let you frown.