A Man's Best Friend Is His Dog
“A Man’s best friend is his dog”
The phrase receives little refute
Anecdotal history alone settles any dispute
but he’s just a dog all he needs to be is cute
Trustworthy loyal and dyeing to please
in return asking only to sniff around the trees
checking if other dogs crossed their i’s or dotted their t’s
You bring him home because he is oh so adorable
Now that you’ve stepped in it it’s oh so horrable
making matters worse your mutt is now incorrigible
your dog will figure out how to pass the time away
waiting for you to come home even if it takes all day
you’ve had to toss the things he’s trashed away
You know all he wants to do is play
you break out the treats and teach him to sit and to stay
but this is not why he waited for for you all day -but OK
walking and fetching may be good clean fun
but long legged dogs really love a good run
understanding dogs is not as easy as it seems
dogs like people take some things to extremes
We soon discover our dogs are a lot like us
so get to know him well and don’t make such a fuss
In Memory of our beloved Samson
see related poem: Tale of the Dog That Licked Me
Copyright © Monty Newman | Year Posted 2010
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