A WING AND A PRAYER

A DOGS LIFE... 

 

I have often heard it said by the human race today

Isn't it a dogs life when things don't go their way

Do they know what they are saying,

they do not you can be sure

For I am speaking from experience,

so I will tell you more

I wake up in the morning and rise up from my bed

Then stroll around the garden until my breakfast I am fed

After that I have a walk, this could be long or short

Depending on the weather, should it rain I won't get caught

When I get back my coat is brushed,

and made to look quite smart

Is this then that dogs life that was mentioned at the start

I then find myself a quiet spot and settle down to sleep

For soon there'll be another walk,

an appointment I must keep

Sometimes in the car I go

and walk around a wood

It appears it is the thing to do,

they say it does me good

Then home once more,

its time by then to be served up with my tea

This of course is brought to me,

they always wait on me

Another snooze and then we're off

to stroll around once more
That ends the day with nowt to do but lay around and snore

So when they say its a dogs life,

and as they weep and wail

There is one thing that's quite certain,

that dog is no Airedale.

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