Body Language

The body language of my dog, about his only way To tell me what is going on, and how he spent his day He smiles at me and shows his teeth, it goes against the grain He knows I do it when I'm happy, so he does it once again But then the times when things go wrong, his guilty look displays He tells me that he's sorry, with drooped ears won't meet my gaze He slinks around the corner, pretending he's not there Don't worry boss I will be good, keep right out of your hair Then he thinks time for a stroll, brings his lead to me Puts it down right at my feet, and gazes soulfully If he thinks I take no notice, then he goes into plan B Brings the lead a little closer, puts a paw up on my knee Now let us say we did the walk, he rolled in something foul He knows that I don't like it, he can recognise a scowl I start to run his doggy bath, good gosh he's on the lam How come the baths a problem, when he loves a freezing dam The wife comes home when work is done, he'll park outside the door How does he know she will be home, if he waits five minutes more Now if the kids they make a mess, I ask him did you do it He wanders round so unconcerned, he knows no way he blew it Then the times when one of us, is feeling quite unwell He will lay down right beside us, if we're sick then he can tell So that's all body language, and to put another way I may not be a human, but I can still have my say