A Great Old Dog
I’ve got this dog, she’s ancient now
Around a hundred seventeen,
She doesn’t do much anything but,
Eat and **** and sleep.
She looks at you like she did before
But it’s hard for her to see.
She doesn’t know you’ve settled in,
She knows she has to pee.
You put her out, she does her thing,
She’ll bark she’ll growl and stare.
Lays here and there, just anywhere
It’s not as if she cares.
She’ll stay around, she’s heaven bound,
Until then we agree,
She’s had the greatest dogs’ life,
In dog life history.
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