Good God,
a dog bakery run
by dogs on their own hind legs.
Responsibility has been assumed
by canines and they are risen,
in every aspect,
dogs can do.
Some cunning curs
can spin dough on their wet noses.
High-strung breeds meet behind
closed doors to decide on
the frisbee's direction.
Employees Do Not Drink From Toilet
No! No!
But how to read
an unreadable sign?
Cupcakes are rendered
inedible from all the drooling,
a tear forms
in their Founder's eye
whilst befouling the whole concept.
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(To be read aloud to Duke)
Who's a handsome dog?
Who's a handsome dog?
You're a handsome dog!
Yes you are! Yes you are!
You're a big silly dog!
Yes you are!
(Repeat until bedtime)
I didn't care for "Dog Bakery" that much, but this is a classic. It
belongs in the dog poetry canon.