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The
Dog who
Didn't
Win a Prize
written
by Pam Ayres
I'm
the dog who didn't win a prize.
I
didn't have the Most Appealing Eyes.
All
the day in this heat, I've been standing on me feet
with
dogs of every other shape and size.
I've
been harshly disinfected, I've been scrubbed
I've
been festooned in a towel and I've been rubbed.
I've
been mercilessly brushed, robbed of all me fleas and dust
and
now the judging's over
I've
been snubbed.
Was
it for obedience I was hailed?
As
"Best Dog in Show" was I regaled?
Oh
not on your Doggo life, pass me down the carving knife,
I
had one thing said about me - it was "FAILED"
I
never for a moment thought I'd fail.
I
thought at least I'd wind "Waggiest Tail"/
But
no certificate, rosette, or commendation did I get -
Nothering
on the kennel door to nail.
I
am going in me kennel on me own.
Thankyou
- no - I do not want a bone.
Do
not think you can console me with leftovers in me bowl
me
pride is mortified:
I
want to be alone.
I've
heard it fromt he worldly and the wise:
"Each
dog has his day" they all advise.
But
I see to my grief and sorrow,
my
day must be tomorrow!
Oh,
I'm the dog who didn't win a prize!
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