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