I asked my dog what he thought the best in man
He said, the love you dispense to me twice daily from a can.
I said, why do you think my question funny?
And where would you be without my money?
I said, there may be some quality in us you must treasure.
It’s despair, he said, of which your money is the measure.
Walk like a dog, like anybody can
I said, what about our politics, philosophy, our history?
He said, if there is something admirable in these it is a mystery.
But there must be something in our system tell me at your leisure.
It’s despair, he said, of which your borders are the measure.
Walk like a dog, talk like a man
Walk like a dog, like anybody can
I said, what about technology, computers, nuclear fission?
I’m terrified of radiation, hate the television.
I said, there must be something in our scientific treasure.
It’s despair, he said, of which your weapons are the measure.
Feed me, you can beat me. I will love you till I die.
But don’t ask for admiration and don’t ever ask me why.
I said, why wait till now to demonstrate displeasure?
It’s despair, he said, of which my silence was the measure.
Walk like a dog, talk like a man
Walk like a dog, like anybody can |
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