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Creation – (Dog Poems)

Creation

(Dog Poems)

When God had made the earth and sky,
the flowers and the trees,
He then made all the animals
the fish, the birds and bees.

And when at last He’d finished
not one was quite the same.
He said I’ll walk this world of mine
and give each one a name.

And so He traveled far and wide
and everywhere He went,
a little creature followed Him
until its strength was spent.

When all were named upon the earth
and in the Sky and Sea,
the little creature said “Dear Lord,
there’s no name left for me.”

Kindly the Father said to him
“I’ve left you to the end.
I’ve turned my own name back to front
And called you DOG, my friend”.

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The Staffy Shame – (Dog Poems)

The Staffy Shame

(Dog Poems – Sad Poems)

Today is just another day – to me they’re all the same.
I have the worst of genes you see, I bear the “Staffy” shame.
The shame is in our numbers, there’s thousands with no home.
Thousands just like me you’ll find, in kennels all alone.

My mum was “just a Staffy”, my father – well who knows?
Mum, too, became unwanted, as the last puppy goes.
And then begins the process, of money-making deals
A life of “moving on” unfolds, who cares how the Staffy feels?

If you have the cash to hand, the Staffy pup is yours
But that pup is getting bigger now, just look at those big paws.
You brought me for your image, thought I’d make you look more tough
But you’ll find my boisterous nature has already got too much.

If you had thought to train me, with kindness and with praise
You would have had a faithful friend to share your darkest days.
I would lay down my life for you, but you simply cannot see
You make sure you get your money back on what you paid for me.

And on it goes, until one day, I’m no longer worth a dime
The retail on an adult staff – not worth the waste of time.
So what happens to a Staffy now? Do you really want to know?
Do you care what will become of us, when we leave our final home?

Have you ever thought to wonder, “Where is that Staffy now?”
The “Staffy” has another name; he’s become a “stray” somehow.
Me, I was put into a car and driven far away
The door held open, I jumped out, I thought to run and play.

It was with joy and happy heart I turned to look for you
You drove away with all my trust and a piece of my heart too.
I wandered round for many days before I was brought here.
Now I wait with heavy heart, trepidation and with fear.

Seven days is all I have you see, seven days for you to claim
The little dog that you threw out, for which you have no shame.
This is my last goodbye now, my seven days are up
If only more thought had gone into, the future of that pup

As the needle empties to my veins, I lay down with one last sigh
I’m sorry I was born a ‘Staffy’, because it means that I must die.

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