Best Bull Terrier Poems
Grey clumper
Our old grey clumper horse,
bit by brown snake, bad egg,
The horse stood on him, snake struck a leg,
Grey had him pinned, stomped snake to death,
Both died, horse fell on the snake inept,
(clumpers are half draught horses, we wept)
Snake hunting, bull terrier cattle dogs, (cattle dogs eat snakeys brown)
Pull down humans goats n frogs,
***** Damper tore a brownies togs, (hide)
She lay there in the water sick,
Old man trimmed, the poison bite off *****,
Pinched up the poison, shears in hand,
Cut the poison hide to which,
Condys crystal poison fix,
And she was back a hunting,
Death adder one foot long,
Death trap, touch him, death belong,
Never see him neath the leaves,
Chicken wire, fence out, him weaves,
Step on him, you are gone!
It’s a deadly poison, nong. (dummie)
Don Johnson
re: Johnsons Antidote by Banjo Paterson a great poem.....
Yes Good morning sir ...maybe it just worked for old goanna:)
We in the 1950's used condys crystal jammed into the snake bite after cutting and sucking the poison out of the bite area.
one poison to beat another they said...others shot a finger off or used an axe to get rid of the offending bite.
my old man had bull terrier x cattle dogs for bailing up wild Scrubber cattle and then he'd bring tame cattle to them and the wild ones would join the herd for safety...these dogs would go snake hunting in the night often, and some would get bit by the 9 foot long Mulga brown snakes they fought...what to do 30 miles from town no Vet either...so pinch up the obvious bulge of the bite and use sheep shears to cut the lump off the dogs hide? dogs survived this rough treatment if bit only once....but were sick for days after....Don
The nurse left work
At five-o-clock
Followed by a midget
In a floppy eared winter hat
Who looked something like
A small mixed breed dog
Caught between a Pit Bull Terrier
And a very old Mexican Chiwawa
This was the way it went
Every workday
For the last seven years
And unless you knew
That all of them worked together
At the county hospital
You would swear
That the circus was in town
It was an odd arrangement
As the management hired everyone
Sight unseen
According to their abilities
Not their appearance!
And in this small town
This particular hospital
Seemed to attract
An odd conglomeration of employees
From all four corners
Of the world
Returning home
To her small cold water flat
She put up a pot of hot water
And as it heated
Decided on a cup
Of herbal lemon-grass tea
Before settling into
A very old lazy-boy chair
Reaching over to the table
She flicked the replay button
On her answering machine
And listened to all her messages
Or should I have said
All “one” of her messages
“Hi Mrs. Smith” (it went on)
“We have a problem
With the last check you sent
Could you”…
A loud click sounded
As she hit the erase button
And the tape ran backwards
Stopping with a thud at the end
It was the same message
She had been receiving
Every day (weekends too!)
For the last three months
Still, there was nothing to do
Work was sparse
And she was told over and over
How lucky she was
To still be working!
Totally exhausted
It only took several minutes
After turning the TV on
Before she fell off
Into a sound peaceful sleep
Only to be jarred awake
By the shrill sound
Of her alarm clock
A quick shower
A change of clothes
And a microwave breakfast later
With very little
On her mind
She was out the door
And walking to the hospital
It took about ten minutes
For her to arrive at the ER
Where she greeted the guard
With a sleepy morning hello
As I watched her walk in
Followed by a midget
In a floppy eared winter hat
Who looked something like
A small mixed breed dog
Caught between a Pit Bull Terrier
And a very old Mexican Chiwawa
look me in my eyes but dont show signs of fear
call me with a whistle thats how i know your here
walk me with conviction and hold your head up high
because for you and only you, you know that i will die
if you feed me when im hungry and rub my head and chest
i will protect you to the end with my last dieing breath
people call me vicious and say that im no good
but a heart of a true pit bull is something they never understood
i use to fight for you and you knew i never quit
i never understood why you threw me in that pit
its time for you to take a stand and speak in my stead
because a pit without its owner might as well be dead
loyalty to our owner was our only goal in mind
our stories told through history in books and over time
the "pit" is our domain where we matched in dirt and mudd
and whence the chain came of our necks our breed was forged in blood
when we crossed that line a cur you will not see
because a dog that turns its tail is dog that will not be
this was our way of life this was also our creed
without the game in us you have lost the entire breed
Some things can’t be fixed
any other way says Bill
in his bedroom
on the third floor
hoping to get some sleep
after working the third shift.
He adjusts the scope on
his hunting rifle, makes certain
the silencer’s on right
glares out the window at
a bull terrier barking all day,
a dog that has never worked
a day in its life, Bill says.
In another minute the terrier
will never have to either
Donal Mahoney
Had a little too much leaded eggnog at Target's Christmas party,
sung karaoke with hardy Bullseye, he was a little smarty.
12/16/2018
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Bullseye (formerly known as Spot) is a Miniature Bull Terrier and the official mascot of Target Corporation. The dog is featured in Target's commercial campaigns and in store sale signage and is used in various marketing campaigns.
Mad dog madness
Waiting to bite
Feel the crazy air
Fangs now strike
See fierce eyes glow
Demonic beast
Feeding on fear
Unrelenting
Bull terrier persistence
Going for jugular
Mad lunatic fancy
Madness devours
Leon Enriquez
19 March 2016
Singapore