I Love My Dog More Than My Dad

I love my dog more than my dad

By a distance, not a tad 

There I’ve said it, the cardinal sin

Preference for a canine to my next of kin

His big floppy ears, doughy eyes, cold wet nose

Means more to me than my father’s bones

That lay in a grave, I hope at peace

My accidental parent, who came from the East

And whilst my dog showers me with kisses

I remember the drink, the rows, the Christmases

He was never there, never told us he cared 

But still I loved this boy soldier, unrecovered man

Though not as much as I love my dog

Sorry dad, I hope you understand

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