The dog who won't let me commit suicide
Some years ago there was a dog born into my life
He was born at a time that I thought I was with my future wife.
His name is Mack and he seems to attract more women than do I
But you see there is something he does special for me
Sometimes he gets under my last nerve and I have to wonder if it's all really worth
The troubles the struggles and the pain I feel inside
But when he comes with tail Waggin and pawing at me it gets awfully hard to commit suicide...
It blows my mind how in sync and in touch he appears s to be with my emotions
I know his loyalty would stay with me north and south and from both of the oceans
He will lay firmly and cuddly by me in the bed
Sometimes when I think of how much love he does give I want to cry
Sometimes when I realize he's the only one that does give love I want to die
So time and time again he will continue to stay by my side
Continuously earning the title
The dog who won't let me commit suicide
I cannot speak for him or try to always imagine how he must feel
All I get are his actions and his expressions and realize how it is real
Just like me I hope for the future that we both find a good bitch
(Lllllllllladies I mean that in the kindest of ways)
Perhaps one day we'll both be true mack daddies!
We both have lost their mothers and it's a double loss for myself
If any of you reading this actually no eyes you know we both live for LOVE wealth.
My motto is: "Of Love, money or happiness , give me LOVE more than I can be both rich and happy"
Some of you may think that this was too dark... Some of you may think that this was too sappy
Either way I personally don't give a duck but if you throw one in the air Mack may just have to go fetch it
So to bring this writing up to speed... I do have a point oh yes indeed
Someday both Mack and I will be fathers
And long after all the tears have dried
SHE will be...
The dog who won't let me commit suicide
