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6. mar 2008 Følger: 77 Følgere: 75 Hunde: 9 Emner: 1.503 Svar: 10.037
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der er sååå mange - nogle bedre end andre - har mine farvoritter men faldt lige over dette som jeg ikke har hørt før -
post gerne dit yngling digt.
You feed me when I'm hungry,
You keep water in my dish,
You let me sleep on anything,
Or in any place I wish.
You sometimes let me lick your hands,
Or even lick your face,
Despite the fact I've licked myself,
In every private place.
You taught me how to come when called,
You taught me how to sit,
You always let me go outside,
So I can take a sh... Stroll.
You'll always have my loyalty,
Up to the bitter end,
'Cause after all, it's plain to see...
You are a dog's best friend!
sep 2007
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aug 2008
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Har altid selv godt kunne lide det her:
How the Dog Got Its Name
When God made the earth and sky,
The flowers and the trees,
He then made all the animals
And all the birds and bees.
And when his work was finished
Not one was quite the same.
He said, "I'll walk this earth of mine
And give each a name."
And so he traveled land and sea
And everywhere he went
A little creature followed Him
Until its strength was spent.
When all were named upon the earth
And in the sky and sea,
The little creature said," Dear Lord,
There is not one left for me."
The Father smiled and softly said,
"I've left you to the end.
I've turned my own name back to front
And called you Dog, my friend."
feb 2011
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Hunden ved Stranden
Saa ti dog, Hund, med den evige Gjøen!
Hunden:
Ak, ser du ei Skibet derude paa Søen?
Min Herre, Kap'tainen, har glemt mig iland,
Nu maa jeg vel løbe og klage ved Strand.
5 Saa løb den og jamred i Nætter og Dage,
Den vilde ei Æde og Drikke tage.
Til fremmede Lande gik Skibets Vei;
Den fattige Hund man ændsede ei.
Den døde af Kummer og fik sin Grav
10 I Tangen tæt ved det vaade Hav.
Mig synes, den havde saa vel fortjent
For sin Troskab et hædrende Gravmonument.
Af en eller anden grund har dette siddet fast og gjort indtryg siden jeg læste det i en gammel hundebog som barn. Det er trist, og smukt.
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