The Doggone Dog Contest

"GO FETCH" Call me whatever to suit your moods Lay me out with cuss words, “give me the goods” Scandalize my name every place you go “It’s a dog eat dog world” but I hate that flow So scatter your venom to the four winds of earth Burn the night oil you may hang in dirt While hours creep I lie comfortable in my bed Dead to this world, I fall asleep, well fed Like a kid after a long, hot day in the pool In “the dog days of summer”, keeping cool Each day with a clean heart, I go on my way Often, “happy as a flea in a dog house”, I stay! My preference sometimes is to “let sleeping dogs lie” As this is one baggage, I will not carry ‘til I die No lasting affect do your words have on me Wishing you and yours only the best, you see I know who I am, and keep malice at bay Fervently I believe that “ every dog has its day”