I will never know another dog as loveable as a Springer.
With their tongues that lick,
And their tails that flick,
And those wonderfully excited Springer fits.
As they look at you with sad brown eyes,
You wonder if it would hurt to give them a piece of pie.
When they sit in the corner,
Because they aren't getting attention,
Should you go over and play with them,
Or just let them listen?
When they come at the call of their name,
You give them a treat because they obeyed.
And they lick you and lick you
Until you don't need a bath,
But by golly, you DO need a bath.
So I guess it's true,
That me and you,
Will never know another dog as loveable as a Springer.
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