We all know each other, if just from sound and sight If brown, yellow, green or white But sometimes its hard to tell even if their jeans are worn too tight
We all know whereabouts on the planet they were roughly born If not from their clothes or a place now politically torn But to have knowledge of a race with a history once scorned,
Its an ace card to hold when dipping your toes Lets not get with a being who's past we all know For war is a past, sometimes a crime, they'd just like to outgrow
A canine has no clue with who'm they may mate As a mongrel is mongrel until they changed the label and date A Labradoodle to a Cockerpoo and now even a Schnoodle Its getting so confusing, well thank the Lord for Google!
Well we all have to have one thing and that is a label Just let the dog be and lay underneath the kitchen table Its becoming so confusing with how they are supposed to grow Let nature take its course, I mean,
Does a dog even know?
JJB
“Dogs do speak, but only to those who know how to listen.”– Orhan Pamuk
“The better I get to know men, the more I find myself loving dogs.” – Charles De Gaulle
“I am fond of pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals.” – Winston Churchill
“My dog is half pit-bull, half poodle. Not much of a watchdog, but a vicious gossip.” – Craig Shoemaker