There were days in my long memory
when pure love was a scarce thing to see,
but at home near the door
with four paws on the floor
stood my doggy who always loved me.
Though I’ve certainly waded quite deep,
the new shoreline I’ve found is not steep.
So I’ll have a cold drink
and try hard not to think--
then catch up on some much needed sleep!
Gosh, I read till one eye left its socket,
put the eight ball in the wrong pocket.
So I re-racked again
till it finally sank in
and at last I can say that I’ve got it!
When my focus had gone out of whack
your assistance directed me back.
When I study with you
this stuff sticks like good glue
“Can I give you a hand?” said one gal to her friend.
“If we study together our efforts will blend.”
So that’s just what they did;
from the bogies they hid,
The result was a mutual A-Okay end.
I give up ‘cause it’s too hard for me
and surrendering now seems to be
the least painful recourse
for a broken old horse.
I’ll be sobbing beneath an oak tree.
Please deliver this stuff piece by piece
and my knowledge will surely increase.
If you give me too much
I’ll need too big a crutch
and must call up the pacing police.
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