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A Great Old Dog

I’ve got this dog, she’s ancient now Around a hundred seventeen, She doesn’t do much anything but, Eat and **** and sleep. She looks at you like she did before But it’s hard for her to see. She doesn’t know you’ve settled in, She knows she has to pee. You put her out, she does her thing, She’ll bark she’ll growl and stare. Lays here and there, just anywhere It’s not as if she cares. She’ll stay around, she’s heaven bound, Until then we agree, She’s had the greatest dogs’ life, In dog life history.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 8/23/2015 6:33:00 PM
G'day William... many of us relate to this poem; who have become slaves to our canine royalty - thank you William - Lindsay
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