Dogdog

by Lee Gomer

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She’s just Dogdog!

Not a Yorkie, or Terrier

Well, she is half Terrier and half Apso-something

But really she’s just a mongrel Dogdog.

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She’s a little ball of fuzz with four short legs,

An underslung jaw that shows her lower teeth,

And always-wagging tail, floppy ears,

And brown eyes that worship you!

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I think there are three kinds of dog.

A trained dog that supports the master,

A trained dog that shows how smart the master is,

And dogdog, whose job it is just to love someone.

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She’s not particularly choosy about her love.

She’ll love anyone.

Anyone with a tasty morsel not healthful for her,

Or a lap, a pat on the head, a scratch behind the ear!

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On a morning walk, her legs are just a little too short.

She’ll look up for understanding,

Sometimes raise a painful paw (pleading).

It gets her a little rest.

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Would she save my life if I were in danger?

Would she give her life to save mine?

I doubt she would, she wouldn’t know how.

But she sure as Hell would if she knew how!

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‘Cause she’s my dogdog!