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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508576" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pooch</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nurse, won't you let him in?<br>He's barkin' an' scratchen' the door,<br>Makin' so dreffel a din<br>I jest can't sleep any more;<br>Out there in the dark an' the cold,<br>Hark to him scrape an' whine,<br>Breakin' his heart o' gold,<br>Poor little pooch o' mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nurse, I was sat in ma seat<br>In front o' the barber shop,<br>When there he was lickin' ma feet<br>As if he would never stop;<br>Then all of a sudden I see<br>That dog-catcher moseyin' by:<br>&quot;Whose mongrel is that?&quot; says he;<br>&quot;It's ma pedigree pup,&quot; says I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nurse, he was starved an' a-stray,<br>But his eyes was plumbful o' trust.<br>How could I turn him away?<br>I throwed him a bit o' a crust,<br>An' he choked as he gluped it up,<br>Then down at ma feet he curled:<br>Poor little pitiful pup!<br>Hadn't a friend in the world.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nurse, I was friendless too,<br>So we was makin' a pair.<br>I'm black as a cast-off shoe,<br>But that li'le dog didn't care.<br>He loved me as much as though<br>Ma skin was pearly an' white:<br>Somehow dogs seem to know<br>When a man's heart's all right.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nurse, we was thick as thieves;<br>Nothin' could pry us apart,<br>An' now to hear how he grieves<br>Is twistin' a knife in ma heart.<br>As I worked at ma shoe-shine stand<br>He'd watch me wi' eyes o' love,<br>A-wigglin' an' lickin' ma hand<br>Like I was a god above.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nurse, I sure had no luck<br>That night o' the rain an' then fog;<br>There was that thunderin' truck,<br>And right in the way - ma dog.<br>Oh, I was a fool, I fear;<br>It's harder to think than to feel . . .<br>I dashed in, flung the pup clear,<br>But - I went under the wheel. . . .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nurse, it's a-gittin' dark;<br>Guess ma time's about up:<br>Don't seem to hear him bark,<br>Poor, broken-hearted pup! . . .<br>Why, here he is, darn his skin!<br>Lickin' ma face once more:<br>How did the cuss get in?<br>Musta' busted the door.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">God, I'm an ol' black coon,<br>But You ain't conscious o' race.<br>I gotta be goin' soon,<br>I'll be meetin' You face to face.<br>I'se been sinful, dice an' hooch,<br>But Lordy, before I die<br>I'se a-prayin': &quot;Be good to ma pooch&quot; . . .<br>That's all - little mutt, good-bye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q>
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He's barkin' an' scratchen' the door,
Makin' so dreffel a din
I jest can't sleep any more;
Out there in the dark an' the cold,
Hark to him scrape an' whine,
Breakin' his heart o' gold,
Poor little pooch o' mine.

Nurse..."></div>
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