Man's best friendA Poem by TomA poem about devotion, loyalty and companionship.A little bat & ball, is good for one & all but who would join me for a game? Perhaps my next door neighbour would kindly do me a favour so upon his front doorbell, was my finger's aim! "Ah the pleasure would be mine but now is not the time, alas with you, I cannot play, I have just this hour, to mow the lawn and wash the car call back some other day"! Although a tad downtrodden, I thought all off a sudden with my skipper I shall call ! "Have you lost all sense of reason it's long past was the cricket season" and off he went to play football ! Now somewhat sadder, an idea made me feel gladder I'll ask my good lady, the wife ! "Do you think I have nothing better to do than stand in a field and throw a ball at you, be off and cause me no more strife"! Now my mood was low, alone I'd have to go as usual was the trend, without obliging, human friend Then at my leg a tug, I glanced down the the rug, standing there with ball, for my attention his urgent call, none other than my old dog Fred ! And it was plain to see, as he looked up at me through devoted eyes, this is what he said... "Throughout all mankind, a true friend is hard to find your neighbour maybe busy, your skipper thinks you're crazy and she cannot always be there for you, your wife! So day or night just call my name, I'm always up for any game through triumph and disaster, I will for you my master, gladly fetch your cricket ball and of course that's not all, for You ! I'd gladly give my life'! © 2013 TomAuthor's Note
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