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By B.K. Date: 2009 Mar 28 Comment on this Work [[2009.03.28.11.57.5580]] |
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At eighteen In a Spring copy of Vogue magazine For the very first time I saw the greenest tall grass In it a long lanky Welsh lass In a flowing gown Beside her running free Was the first time I spy A Welsh Pembroke Corgi Red and White without a tail Marked with it’s faire harness I can still see as if it were before me If the wish was Zen Then it must have been to be My Bozworth Cosmos And now the wild wooly Einstein All running freely through my life Creatures that have given me joy Laughter torture Grief in their demise But oh such incredible highs Enough fur to make several coats for Eskimos Oh the stories that can be told Of these creatures bright and bold I bet the Queen and I could swap A funny tale or two For the love of Corgis It’s just the tall green grass The wiggle in their sass And how brightly they smile Looking back to you ©bk2009 SpringtimeTributeTo Boz,Coz and here's to the Wild Wooly Einstein |