For Sam
Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 1:08 pm
This is a poem from a brilliant book i have dated 1929 called "my dog and yours" it has some wonderful poems is a bit dated of course.From the time when some lucky people had cooks and butlers etc.This is for my dear departed Sam and for Sam's Mum.It's called What's in a name.More poems to follow.
If he says,"Now then Sammy Boy,you Mustn't lag behind.
Come on,at once,you naughty dog!"-i know i needn't mind
Or pay the least attention,for he's almost sure to wait
Until i've finished chasing cats or dodging through a gate.
Yes,Master's very patient,and i know just where i am
If i hear cries of "Sammikins!" or "Samivell!" of "Sam!"
But-no matter how attractive the cat or pal or smell-
I make a quick bee-line to him when he calls "SAM-U-EL!"
If he says,"Now then Sammy Boy,you Mustn't lag behind.
Come on,at once,you naughty dog!"-i know i needn't mind
Or pay the least attention,for he's almost sure to wait
Until i've finished chasing cats or dodging through a gate.
Yes,Master's very patient,and i know just where i am
If i hear cries of "Sammikins!" or "Samivell!" of "Sam!"
But-no matter how attractive the cat or pal or smell-
I make a quick bee-line to him when he calls "SAM-U-EL!"
