[ WP ] A young puppy finds a wise old dog and begs him to tell stories of his youth

With a smile and a woof, 
 
 I introduced myself to Chris. 
 
 Gold chain round his neck, 
 
 His name you could n't miss. 
 
 
 
 His black and white coat, so delicate and fine, 
 
 his green and grey eyes, with sparkle and shine. 
 
 His towering stance, so strong and secure, 
 
 his echoing bark, was wholesome and pure. 
 
 
 
 `` Hey man, what's up? ``, I said to be nice. 
 
 `` All that's not down, young pup'', that's my advice. 
 
 `` What do you mean? I do n't understand?'' 
 
 `` Some things must be seen, now leave, I demand'' 
 
 
 
 `` Is that really all, all you've got to say?'' 
 
 `` More knowledge my child, you'll not hear today'' 
 
 `` Your child I am not; I just thought you were cool'' 
 
 `` Stop wasting my time, scrawny little mule'' 
 
 
 
 `` Why are you so mad, what wrong did I do?'' 
 
 `` I said go away, be gone, now, shoo! 
 
 I've got many things to do, and many places to be 
 
 I am a wise king of all dogs, how can you not see?'' 
 
 
 
 `` Like lick round your balls, and scratch your behind? 
 
 I might be young, but I'm not stupid you'll find.'' 
 
 
 
 `` I am a king, a God of all dogs, 
 
 you're nothing to me, you dirty mongrel sprog. 
 
 I am a king; I do not pretend, 
 
 your time here with me, I'm afraid it must end.'' 
 
 
 
 On my hind legs I crouched; 
 
 calm and composed. 
 
 Not a move did he make, 
 
 why should he I suppose. 
 
 
 
 For Chris did n't know half as much as he 
 thought. 
 
 King of the dog world,'I'm afraid' he was not. 
 
 
 
 Forward I lunged, before he could react. 
 
 For as much as he knew, he was soon on his back. 
 
 
 
 `` I wanted only to chat; 
 
 I tried to befriend. 
 
 Mongrel, mule and all that, 
 
 Big words to defend?'' 
 
 
 
 `` I'm sorry! I swear! 
 
 None of it I meant, 
 
 Can we be friends, 
 
 Please, I repent!'' 
 
 
 
 But it was too late, 
 
 Chris had had his chance, 
 
 A just turn of fate, 
 
 Now he'd shit his pants. 
 
 
 
 Chris the dog lay, 
 
 helpless in the muck. 
 
 
 That's what you get, 
 
 you egotistic fuck.
