If I could hear a silent sound Smell a rabbit in the grass Read a story in the undergrowth Could I sit upon your lap? If I could tell you with my ears Speak my pleasure with no words Be loyal to your dying day Could I be your hairy hound?

Limerick – Dog

There once was a dog in the park He said can you see me, it’s dark When told to sit still He froze on the hill While fluidly leaving his mark