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yorkiepoo puppy on sailboat

My Yorkie Poo Puppy

Here is a poem dedicated to  my yorkie poo puppy.  It is borrowed from the Dog Book of Verse entitled ”The Best Dog” by an anonymous author.   The poem made reference to a yellow dog, I changed to to white for my white Yorkie Poo dog.

Yes, I went to see the bow-wows, and I looked at every one,
Proud dogs of each breed and strain that’s underneath the sun;
But not one could compare with–you may hear it with surprise–
A little white dog I know that never took a prize.

Not that they would have skipped him when they gave the ribbons out,
Had there been a class to fit him–though his lineage is in doubt.
No judge of dogs could e’er resist the honest, faithful eyes
Of that plain little white dog that never took a prize.

Suppose he wasn’t trained to hunt, and never killed a rat,
And isn’t much on tricks or looks or birth–well, what of that?
That might be said of lots of folks whom men call great and wise,
As well as of that white dog that never took a prize.

It isn’t what a dog can do, or what a dog may be,
That hits a man. It’s simply this–does he believe in me?
And by that test I know there’s not the compeer ‘neath the skies
Of that plain little white dog that never took a prize.

Oh, he’s the finest little pup that ever wagged a tail,
And followed man with equal joy to Congress or to jail.
I’m going to start a special show–’Twill beat the world for size–
For faithful little white dogs, and each shall have a prize.