Dogs Best Friend
On warm sunny mornings, down by the canals,
trudge humans with canines – their supposed best pals.
I often wonder which is the smarter species.
The one that can’t read, at the front of the lead?
Or the one on-tow, clutching a small bag of faeces?
this Poem was first posted on my Blog with one of my cartoons, which can be seen here: http://wp.me/p2mUkP-hC
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