A Dog Called America
A Dog Called America.
When sailing from Huston, Texas, to Aruba
We had an unwanted guest on board, a big
Friendly dog, the captain called shore and
It turned out it belonged to the coast guard.
And since we had a small terrier bitch, this
Was a love story gone eschew. The dog,
It really was huge, maybe a St Bernard breed
Settled in my cabin, this I think because it
Assumed, since I was the cook, thus must
Be the pack leader. Days later when the ship
Docked in Aruba, a man from the consulate
Came and took the dog ashore.
We were sorry to see this gentle giant leave us
…. Yes, we called him America.
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