How do I love you? Let me count the ways. I love you as I love the wind that blows My ears and combs them, as I love to doze, And as I hate the fleas that burrow and graze And roam my belly hairs until they craze Me. But soft, a song of love […]
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Take up the Black Dog’s burden – No need for Best of Breed – One black dog or another Is good for such slight deed; To wait for leash and collar Patient by the door – Until the so-called Master Gets what you’re waiting for. Take up the Black Dog’s burden – To let your
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So, we’ll go no more a howling At the stars or at the moon, Though the cats are still out prowling, And the night be bright as noon, For the chase wears down the claws, And the greatest acrobats By time are given pause In their pursuit of cats. Though the night was made for
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If you can keep your tail up when all the others Are cowering and trying to duck the blame For chickens all gone missing but for feathers And wag without the slightest hint of shame; If you can patiently await your dinner, Even on days when it’s unconscionably late; When rations thin dismayingly grow thinner,
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When my water bowl’s gone dry And squirrels mock me from their tree I thank that Bull Mastiff in the sky For the wonder that is me. When that thorn stuck in my paw I gave forth no whine or howl. When that bone jammed in my jaw I smiled through painful jowl. And though
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Don’t think (my Kibble) my love might fail, If I reject your offered treat – A scentless biscuit made from kale, Garlic, and unbleached wheat – True, my preferred viands tend more To cluck or moo or bleat, To come replete with fat and gore; In short, I favor meat. So when you seek to
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