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.