My Dog Died

My dog died. He was lifted straight to heaven Through the holy gate How I knew I hear you ask You, my ever doubting Thomas! Believe it, he only mailed! An e-dog? Yes, why not? For, a dog in heaven Is far better off than you me Or any dog else on this earth. So listen to my words now I mailed back: How come you are in heaven? Ask the angels to know And get back to me soon In return my dog mailed: Master! I was told After my life with you There on the earth My term in hell got washed off! The call on the Game was 'Deuce' His Service was an Ace At point Advantage! Game, Set and Match To my dog, erstwhile…