The things he brings us! Take him for a walk
he’s back in a flash, with all sorts in his mouth.
Bones, of course - well-chewed, and second-hand;
don’t look too close. Pass on, quick
before you play the recognition game.
Just scraps, the trimmings, snips;
all these other lives he’s got his teeth into.
Google! Daft name for a dog
D. A. Prince
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