A Faithful Dog Will Play With You
And Laugh With You Or Cry
He'll Gladly Starve To Stay With You
Nor Ever Reason Why,
And When You're Feeling Out Of Sorts
Somehow He'll Understand
He'll Watch You With His Shining Eyes
And Try To Lick Your Hand.
His Blind, Implicit Faith In You
Is Matched By His Great Love
The Kind That All Of Us Should Have
In The Master, Up Above.
When Everything Is Said And Done
I Guess This Isn't Odd
For When You Spell "Dog" Backwards
You Get The Name Of God.
The Pug of Purest Gold
A Pug's your pal for always,
Through cloudy days or fine;
He'll lie stretched out beside you,
And curly tail untwine.
Perhaps your world's gone haywire,
And things seem far from fair:
To him it matters little,
So long as you are there.
This chubby bundle's waiting
In failure or success,
And from his warmth of welcome,
Great wealth you can possess.
He's one of life's great treasures,
Whose value is untold,
For every Pug is minted
From fine and purest gold.
When God Created Pugs
On the first day, God created the Pug.
On the second day, God created man to serve the Pug.
On the third day, God created all the animals on earth to serve
as potential food for the Pug.
On the fourth day, God created honest toil, so that man could
labor for the good of the Pug.
On the fifth day, God created the ball, so that the Pug might
or might not retrieve it.
On the sixth day, God created veterinary science to keep the Pug
healthy and man broke.
On the seventh day, God tried to rest, but he had to walk the Pug.