Poe

Never again will Poe chase a stick, or even sneak a treat.
Never more will he make us laugh or guard us in our sleep.
Poe has gone to “Doggy Heaven” where he deserves to be,
and when he tires, it’s good to know, he’ll be sleeping at God’s feet.
Written by R.Bristow

Just A Pug

I'm not fat I'm perfectly plush
I'm not slow I just don't like to rush
I don't growl I snort with delight
I'm not a pig I'm a Pug alright

I'm cute as a button with crinkles and rolls
And if you're not looking I'll come chew your toes
My brown eyes are bulgy my tongue curls out
My face is all wrinkled pushed in by my snout

I laze around most of the day
After a very short time of play
A Pugs life is simple A Pugs life is fun
A Pugs life is spent in the shade not the sun

I'll say it again I'm not fat I'm not slow
I just dont have anywhere to go
So the next time you see that my skin's not too tight
Remember who I am I'm a Pug allright.
Written by Paula Rodrigues



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