COMFORT
Comfort dogs have been in the news
For reasons that are sad,
And yet the devotion of these dogs
Makes us feel very glad.
I've seen them working in Old Age Homes,
Where they pad about the place,
Bringing a smile of tenderness
To many a wrinkled face.
They lay their heads on bony knees
And gaze with soulful eyes,
Only asking a friendly pat
That nobody denies.
I wonder what goes on in their minds.
Are they merely highly trained?
Or have they a true nobility
Which is never strained?
We'll never really know, of course,
But they truly seem to care
And human beings who feel dismayed
Are glad that they are there.
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PINKIE
A girl! A girl! A girl is born!
A girl! A girl! A girl is born!
Here are the clothes that must be worn!
The ribbons, flounces, all in pink;
Yes, all can see she's on the brink
Of a girlie, girlie life,
Sweetheart, mistress, glamour-girl, wife.
Even a pink rose in her hair,
When the hair is hardly there!
And when she's grown she still will be
Pinked out in femininity.
This is where the pinkness starts,
The desire to be the Queen of Hearts.
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