A DOG’S LIFE
(A MODERN-DAY MORALITY TALE)
If I were a dog, what would I be?
I’d be an alsatian and live by the sea.
I’d call myself Nelson, cos I’ve only one eye.
I’m blind to compassion, I don’t even try.
They say that a dog’s like its owner, you know.
Well it’s true, through and through; I vouch that it’s so.
I snarl and I growl, my canines I bare
But push back on me and you’ll find nothing there.
I’m a bully you see with a cowardly streak.
I posture and snipe and target the weak.
But push back on me and I’m scared of a fight.
I’ll go to my corner and hide out of sight.
I don’t want to be that dog ......
If I were a dog, I wouldn’t be me.
I’d call myself Gandhi and live peacefully.
I’d run and I’d lollop and splash in the sea
I’d want to love people and hope they’d love me
I’d slobber and lick and cavort in the sand.
To chase footballs and sticks would be ever so grand.
I’d curl up at night on my big doggy rug.
And look up with big eyes – awaiting my hug.
That’s my dream, but ......
What can I do? How can I change?
Please can you help me, can you arrange
For me a new owner with in-teg-rit-y.
So I can be Gandhi down by the sea.
Please