George Hunter


The Dog - Poem by George Hunter

Had a golden retriever
Was always hard to deceive her.
She found out that dog
Spelled backward was god
And now she’s a true believer.

She has a pretty good brain
And wasn’t too hard to train
But when it comes to religion
She sure is a pigeon
And can’t come in outta the rain.

But she has a mind of her own
It’s a little like a stone
She says when I die I’m gonna fly
To that big dog kennel up in the sky.
And maybe they’ll give me a bone.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 5, 2009



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