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Felix Dennis
January 11, 2006
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Dogs sniff to seek out signals from the rear,
Their eyes are closed, the scent is what they seek;
The whiff of camaraderie or fear,
The chance of sex before they take a leak.

Their two-legged masters laugh at what they see,
And yet their loyal servants serve a need,
Reminding them of what they sought to be—
Free spirits born to procreate and breed.

And not for nought do we caress their kind,
Nor have we fed the sum of what we bred
Without reward.  For though we have not signed
A contract— yet we love them, live or dead.

As they have loved us, whole and unreserved—
They teach to us the worth of what they served.