A Dog Lover To the Nth Degree
Who would guess after all these years
I'm a dog lover to the nth degree
Owe it to our Golden we've named her Annie
Sure won me over OOOOEEEE!
Can't wait each morn for the wag of her tail
She's badly in need of a pee
Charging through the house, she waits at the door
Her bladder's bursting I can see
So I open the door and without missing a beat
She bolts out and squats with a sigh
In doggie language she thanks me profusely
After breakfast she's duly satisfied
She settles down for one of her many naps
Has untold numbers through the day
It's everything dogs do besides their doo-doo
But sometimes they wanna play
Don't wanna play fetch, what future's in that
Rather chase each neighbourhood cat
Must be careful though, she also chases cars
How silly and dangerous is that
Who would have guessed, got a real friend
Can't wait to greet her each morn
Sometimes I'm having so much damn fun
Between brekkie and Annie I'm torn
© Jack Ellison 2015
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