It’s sad, but so goes a dog’s life:
The master’s gone and she’s alone.
Oh, when will he ever play fetch,
Or give the poor doggie her bone?

Her puppy-dog eyes told the story,
As she stared at four lonely cold walls;
Then along came her slimy Prince Charming,
Near her feet came some deep croaking calls.

It was quite an unusual romance;
A union made near her food pan.
For Dusty Dog found her true soul mate
To ease her pining for a man!

I used to feel sorry for her,
For little time I could allow;
When I noticed them snuggling together,
My guilty burden was eased somehow.

Sam Wart is what I have since named him.
He’s green and he hops on four feet.
They’re really an unusual couple;
Now neither is lonely, oh, so sweet!

My friends, have you guessed this green creature
That fell for sweet Dusty the dog?
I’ll tell you the truth with no croaking,
Sam Wart is a big toady frog.

Loyd C. Taylor

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