A Dog Was Left In Dyer Straits Poem by alan brown

A dog was left in dyer straits
by an owner still unknown
She was thin and week and wiry
and you could see her bone
.
But we took her in
and fed her well
until her trust we gained
Then we could take her for a walk
without her being rained.

We fell in love with the little beast
until one day in spring
When a stranger knocked upon our door
and claimed the dog within.

The tears flowed for many a night
until we herd a cry
As the little dog had returned to us
and left the other guy.

A stranger knocked upon my door
but I would not let him in
As the dog had chose us evenly