Saturday, February 09, 2008

At the master's feet




Ah the leash , a part of me,

It was before i learned to pee

On two legs leaning to one side

With my legs open wide


Oh how i love to sniff and smell

Not to mention Lick

Its garbage on the road? Oh hell

What about your junk food ... you humans are sick!


Mmmm Bitches , I love them

But thanks to u losers

I never ever get close enough ... ahem

If only labs were choosers, I know I would ride...hehe


Yum! bones , nothings better

I think the whole world is a stage

And goats and chicken come to age

To satisfy my discerning hunger


Alas, At my master's feet,

I have to sit forever ...

For walks , bones and to bitches meet

Coz its the fate of a male fawn labrador


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Remo's point of view from a particularly frustrated perspective, otherwise hes one hell of a fat , happy dog ... like the doggie version of garfield!