The poison I dodged in my life
Were vipers that could take my life
I hunted with my favorite friend
My collie, my hunter
My friend.
We milked one or two
And skinned three or four.
Then I grew up
And did dine and wine with a serpent
So vile
I had to cry for awhile
Work for a living
Be forthwith and giving
It was my folly
For I do miss my Collie.
So who was dis other serpent in yor life. Dis is light yet bit in bitterness. I enjoyd to b bac n readin fun poets like u once again.
work for a living. I like it. Living for others. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
Duke was his name and a border collie that could seek out snake before giving a sheep a second look.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
S.zaynub, The dog was real and did that job.The story of a vile serpent was to honor him for I certainly lost.Lost Lillian. Dancing in heaven is her legacy.