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My dog has died.
I buried him in the garden
next to a rusted old machine.
Mother doesn't want a dog.
Mother says they smell,
And never sit when you say sit,
Or even when you yell.
So they bought you
And kept you in a
Very good home
He had drifted in among us as a straw drifts with the tide,
He was just a wand'ring mongrel from the weary world outside;
He was not aristocratic, being mostly ribs and hair,
With a hint of spaniel parents and a touch of native bear.
The truth I do not stretch or shove
When I state that the dog is full of love.
I've also found, by actual test,
I’m a happy dog at the beach
If I had the power of speech
I would tell you all
To throw my ball
There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
If an inaudible whistle
blown between our lips
can send him home to us,
then silence is perhaps
I am his Highness' dog at Kew;
Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?
To me god is just dog spelled backwards, in my eyes I'm not religious but I consider my self as an agnostic. If god (spelled backwards) is really all that great then why can't we be who we are (without the consequences) . If god (spelled backwards) really exists and really loves us then shouldn't we support he support us in any thing we decide to do. If god (spelled backwards) is so great then can he create a mountain that he cannot pick up? This is why (to me) god is just dog spelled backwards. Some people think of a dog as smelly and un deserving of love. I think god (spelled backwards) is like that. But don't judge me for this, remember this is America and I can believe in what I choose. Most people consider a dog as man's best friend. Lets hope that dog (spelled backwards) doesn't catch rabies.
A dog is a man's best friend
Until the very bitter end,
He indeed is man's best and loyal pal
At man's enemy the dog will always growl.
A young dog met an old dog at a barbecue one day
The young dog licked the old dog's face and together they did play.
The young dog every now and then wanted to play a little fetch…
The sense of fear is human made
Unless otherwise, firm panic is self-made
To the same item, some are a fright
And others are bold and stand delighted
An old woman was just cooking her dog's dinner when she decided to
review the general decline of things in her west window.
Yes, there the old sun bleeds and dies of childbirth.
In the east the anemic child rises, stillborn . . .
When she turns back to the pot where she cooks her dog's dinner she
discovers that it is her dog that she is cooking for her dog's dinner.
How strange that when cooking a dog's dinner one cooks the very dog
for whom the dinner was being cooked . . .
She takes the steaming pot off the stove and puts it on the floor, think-
ing that the dog will not be having its dinner tonight, thinking that the
dog cannot eat itself . . .
She draws a chair to the pot, and sits there soaking her feet, seeing her
dog floating at her ankles in the mist that rises from his dinner.
She thinks, if I cooked the dog, how is it I didn't cook myself? . . .
Perhaps next time . . .?
Man- What a Sight has Come to my Vision. Let a Good Day be my Simple Intention.
The dog chased the cat up the tree
The dog chased the cat to the sea,
He chased and chased the cat everywhere
He even chased the cat, here and there.
Dog waits in and out of shadows.
Dog dives around chairs and feet.
Dog looks for the spill of hands.
Dog sings the Ballad of Less and More.
Dog sleeps with one eye open.
Dog's life isn't negotiable.
Dog circles moons of language.
Dog barks for homecomings.
Dog is a name away.
Remember you can't lose Dog.
Sooner or later, Dog will find you.
Growing up as a kid my grandmother never like the word Dog so she would always say no one's a Dog it's just you guys and your own negative minds with your guys brain fog.
Dog is very different from a Hog.Many people in life go outside with their Dog and just Jog. Regardless of how tough he is, strong he is, and big he is a mudt will always just be a dog.
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