Dog, what do i see <br />When i look deep in your eye's <br />Do i see a mystery <br />Actually, isee one brown eye <br />One blue eye <br />Sorry about this morning <br />Those two worm tablet's <br />Wrapped in cheeze <br />I dont blame you <br />For being angry <br />I'm glad you used mister smith's yard <br />Dog, what i like most about you <br />Is the fact that you listen <br />You have never bitten <br />The hand that feed's you <br />I'm sorry for the operation <br />You have less to do now <br />You naughty boy <br />Old habit's never die <br />Mister smith is not happy <br />About you working out on his leg <br />You like mister smith, dont you <br /> <br />Written friday 26 november 2004<br /><br />Allan James Saywell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/trust-11/
