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Here is one that is sad but true..

Today in the pit, I did meet my match,

But my legs are broken and I can't make the scratch.

Please pick me up now so I can fight another day,

But money and pride has got in the way.

 

You know I can't win as I let out a battle cry,

Looks like this pit is where I will die.

Look into my eyes did I not give my best?

But you knew that already when you did the game test.

This is for all the game bulldogs that never gave up,

Your masters betrayed you for fear of loosing buck

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The Last Battle

If it should be that I grow frail and weak

And pain should keep me from my sleep,

Then will you do what must be done,

For this the last battle can't be won.

You will be sad I understand,

But don't let grief then stay your hand,

For on this day, more than the rest,

Your love for me must stand the test.

We have had so many happy years,

You wouldn't want me to suffer so.

When the time comes, please, let me go.

Take me where my needs they'll tend,

Only, stay with me till the end

And hold me firm and speak to me

Until my eyes no longer see.

I know in time you will agree

It is a kindness you do to me.

Although my tail its last has waved,

From pain and suffering I have been saved.

Don't grieve that it must be you

Who has to decide this thing to do;

We've been so close we two these years,

Don't let your heart hold any tears. This was put on a while ago

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A TRIBUTE.

 

Flash of teeth, a white hot pain,

Yet on he pushes, time and again,

No guiding light, no masters hand,

He's on his own in this barren land.

 

His chest is heavy, breath running short,

He can't stop now 'til his enemies caught,

He hears the digging and the sound of his name,

Not long now and he'll be safe again,

 

He holds on tight, he can't let go,

For his enemy is strong, of that he knows,

He can feel him tire, his pulse runs deep,

He feels his enemy slip into eternal sleep.

 

The battle's over, the deed is done,

No need for hands or his masters gun,

Light floods in and all is calm,

He's lifted into his masters arm.

 

Well done lad, a pat on the head,

Then home for a feed and a welcome bed,

He rests and heals and forgets the pain,

And waits for his turn to enter earths bowels again.

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