Old Rupert The Border Collie Poem by Francis Duggan

Old Rupert The Border Collie



Old Rupert the border collie his muzzle is gray
And clearly he has known a far better day
His kind master Gen of him does take good care
As she says the Rupert Dogs of this World are rare
A gentle dog not the type to snarl or bite
Rupert the beautiful old black and white
Good dogs like good people are destined to grow old
Though in book form Rupert's life story may never be told
He was in his prime going back ten years ago
And his fastest pace now is to say the least slow
The praises of Rupert his master does sing
But for dogs as for people there is no second life's Spring
The Seasons on Rupert beginning to show
He was in his life's prime a decade ago.

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