My grampa, he sat down on him,
'Cause "he wa'n't 'spectin' dogs was there."
'N Rover walked off dignified
An' curled his back up 'gainst th' wall--
If grampas ain't got manners, w'y,
He isn't goin' to care at all.
That's w'y I went an' 'xplained to him
How grampas, they ain't imperlite,
A grampa has th' bestest chair
Because his hair is very white.
Nen Rover-Dog raise up one ear
An' lift his nose fum off his paw,
An' say his feelin's aren't all hurt
If that was _candy_ that he saw!
'N w'en he'd et my choc'late cream
He went an' finished up his dream.
MARIE LOUISE TOMPKINS.
HORSE, DOG AND MAN
The horse and the dog had tamed a man and
fastened him to a fence:
Said the horse to the dog: "For the life of
me, I don't see a bit of sense
In letting him have the thumbs that grow at
the sides of his hands. Do you?"
And the dog looked solemn and shook his head,
and said: "I'm a goat if I do!"
The poor man groaned and tried to get loose,
and sadly he begged them, "Stay!
You will rob me of things for which I have
use by cutting my thumbs away!
You will spoil my looks, you will cause me
pain; ah, why would you treat me so?
As I am, God made me, and He knows best!
Oh, masters, pray let me go!"
The dog laughed out, and the horse replied,
"Oh, the cutting won't hurt you, see?
We'll have a hot iron to clap right on, as you
did in your docking of me!
God gave you your thumbs and all, but still,
the Creator, you know, may fail
To do the artistic thing, as he did in the
furnishing me with a tail.
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