I am a Rottie puppy,
Oliver is my name,
With deeply dented cranium,
It was a man to blame,
This evil man, he hit me,
He knew it wasn't right,
My life is now in darkness,
He took away my sight
My life is sad and lonely.
No things to see or do,
The scars he left inside of
me,
I wish he only knew,
The sounds are all around me,
I know not friends from foe,
My head is in a turmoil,
My heart is full of woe,
Dearest god please help me,
How cruel can people be,
I pray and grant forgiveness,
To those who injured me,
A ray of hope has found me,
It has transformed my life,
A couple came and loved me,
And took me from this strife.
My mummys name is Linda,
So kind and good to me,
Everything shes done,and more,
But still I cannot see.
Her rottie friends are kindly,
Their hearts are such a size,
They put their votes together,
And handed me a prize.
This gift was so upsetting,
It brought my eyes to tears,
The past is now behind me,
The future has no fears.
My life is now contented,
Its thanks to Lindas love,
Shes always there to guide me,
My thanks to God above.
Eddie Nicol 1995
I'll tell you a tale of a time
and a place,
A long time ago in a world far
away,
When people no longer ruled
over the earth
And a council of dogs kept peace
day by day.
They remembered the days when
mankind used to fight
And they swore that this would
never happen again.
So the council was made up of
dogs from all nations
The chairman elect was a massive
Great Dane
And the secretary came from the
USSR
A Borzoi who stood so tall and
so proud.
But the office of treasurer
had never been filled
As nothing like money was ever
allowed.
The language they spoke every
dog understood,
They all lived together, no
matter what breed
And the odd little tiff was
then very soon quelled
By a great British Bulldog,
they followed his lead.
From Mexico came the little Chihuahua,
From China the Chow Chow, the
poodle from France
The German Alsation, the elegant
Afghan,
Each nation equal, each dog
the same chance.
It never did matter just where
the dog came from
Whatever the colour, whatever
the size.
No hatred and also no discrimination
Always the truth, no such thing
as lies.
But just then I woke from out
of a deep sleep
And realised it had all been
a dream.
I wondered if things could ever
be as perfect
As how I remembered the way
it had been.
Then I thought of the way that
all mankind was living
The mistrust and the fear each
nation did feel
And I hoped that the lesson
this strange dream had taught me
Would oneday show man these
ideals could be real.
Peter Robbins.