The dog doesn't get bread every time he wags his tail.
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The dog does not get bread every time he wags his tail.
Do not give the dog bread every time he wags his tail.
The dog wags his tail, not for you, but for your bread.
I Do Like His Dog
Surly looking and hung over after a night on the grog
I cannot say I do like him much though I do like his dog
His golden retriever on seeing me wags her tail
Of making a new friend of every opportunity she does avail
She does not have him to thank for her nice personality
The man and his dog look at life differently
Out walking the retriever after a row with his wife
Hung over and feeling quite hard done by life
But his female dog of people not in any way indifferent or shy
A great love of humanity she seems to enjoy
With her surly master as she walks down the street
She wags her tail at everyone she does meet
The dog and her master different as chalk and cheese
But then dogs than us far more easy to please.
poem by Francis Duggan
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America is a large, friendly dog in a very small room. Every time it wags its tail, it knocks over a chair.
quote by Arnold Toynbee
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America is a large friendly dog in a small room. Every time it wags its tail it knocks over a chair.
quote by Arnold J. Toynbee
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McCoy
McCoy is a boy,
he doesn't annoy
as he is my pet.
Let's have a bet
he is not fat.
He looks so stout
without any doubt
because of his hair,
it looks so fair,
it's white like snow,
it quickly grow
for me to make a pillow.
I love him so much;
his gentle touch
makes me smile,
it's just his style
to ask for a walk.
That's his way to talk.
When we go out
he becomes a scout,
he wants to know all
though he is small.
He is so curious,
he is never furious.
He likes to be warmed,
he likes to be combed,
he doesn't like to be washed,
and certainly to be bossed.
My home is never empty,
he always waits for me,
when I come back he shows
how much he missed me;
he wags his tail,
that's his way to hail;
he looks into my eyes,
he wants to get a prize.
I will never offend
my devoted friend.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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The Reason A Dog
You keep knockin but you cant come in
The way you love I adore
You always come never know where you been
But a-now Im here baby to even the score
Youre up, youre down
Youre always running in place
Triathlon if you please
Youre always beggin me for a taste
But I aint up to snuff if you sneeze
Yak yak yak
Lord you give me the bends
Heads and tails
Youre all out of love
Like the reason a dog
Has so many friends
He wags his tail instead of his tounge
Your older sister
Shes a lot like you
She likes to grab my mircophone
Now there aint too much she wont do
Especially when were all alone
Youre up, youre down
Youre always runnin in place
Triathlon if you please
Her minds on rewind and erase
You might get shot, babe
When youre shootin the breeze
Yak yak yak
Lord you give me bends
Youre heads and tails
Are calling for love
Like the reason a dog
Has so many friends
He wags his tail instead of his tounge
(repeat)
Your older sister
Shes a lot like you
And there aint too much she wont do
Theres always something
That you got to say
I lose my mind and then I surely fade away, yeah
Yak yak yak
Lord you give me the bends
Youre heads and tails
Now look what you done
Like the reason a dog
Has so many friends
He wags his tail instead of his tounge
(repeat)
song performed by by Aerosmith
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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There is no dog, be he ever so wicked, but wags his tail.
When the fox wants to catch geese, he wags his tail.
Almost A Mechanical Bird
You only have to see
the little bird
to know its name
I used to wag school
like Willie
wags
his tail.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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Joyful Madison
Madison wags her grey and black tail,
all smiles to people she likes real well.
Her tail is shaved into a ball at the end,
she is happy for Little Loui is her friend.
Now Allen picks up Madison off the ground,
and carries her outside when she hears thunder all around.
Madison doesn’t like the wet falling rain,
she would rather stay inside just the same.
Madison is a Pardy Poodle who has an original style,
her coat has tight curls with hearts that make you smile.
When you look at her, her brown eyes sparkle real bright,
hidden in between her curly hair that’s grey and white.
Her ears are real sensitive so I try not to pet her right there,
other than that she always happy and full of good cheer.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 17,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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The brave enact
The dog doesn’t say,
‘I love you.’
Instead, it wags.
The dog doesn’t say,
‘I fear you.’
Instead, it barks.
The coward says,
‘I love you.’
The brave enact it.
24.09.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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outside
the morning is very cold
as i open the
door
our dog is there
lying on the
rug
the way he wags
his tail
convinces me
that he may now
enter the kitchen
of the house
he gets his favorite
bone
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You're not a dog
Lying on my couch
I hear the distant barks
of a dog.
I try to answer it as best I can,
being only human.
My dog starts nudging me
with his snout, and wags his tail,
almost certainly meaning,
'don't try to fool me-
I know you're not a dog! '
poem by Boghos Artinian
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Joyful Madison
JOYFUL MADISON
Madison wags her grey and black tail,
all smiles to people she likes really well.
Her tail is shaved into a ball at the end,
she is happy for Little Loui is her dog friend.
Now Allen picks up Madison off the ground,
and carries her outside when she hears thunder sounds.
Madison doesn’t like the wet falling rain,
she would rather stay inside just the same.
Madison is a Pardy Poodle who has an original style,
her coat has tight curls with hearts that make you smile.
When you look at her, her brown eyes sparkle real bright,
hidden in between her curly hair that’s grey and white.
Her ears are real sensitive so I try not to pet her right there,
other than that she always happy and full of good cheer,
especially when her friend Little Loui is really near,
along with Tashi whose been a friend for many years.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 17,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Be a man too
One is a dog when one wags for bread,
And a mouse when one steal for one’s wants.
One is a dog when one drives trespassers
And a monkey when one cuckolds.
One must be a man to take pity
And redress others sufferings.
24.07.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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