My dog Lady cannot say, “Woof.”
She can bark, she can growl and whimper
But she cannot say, “Woof.”
She can leap, she can spin,
She can run and dart
And prance on two hind legs
Like a circus dog.
When an aroma moves her,
She will place two front paws on my thigh–
Her lovely mutt between–
And gaze at her master with rueful eyes.
But she cannot–for the life of her–
Say, “Woof.”
jonathanandme 