The wonderful smell,
Of all the earth's creations.
The ocean breeze,
The squirrels, the bees -
Everything is temptation.
Full of life,
Full of strife,
Full of vim and vigor.
She is keen,
Lean and mean -
Open to adventure.
On Patrol,
Ready to roll,
Fire in her eye.
A willful beast,
Proud at least,
Anything but shy.
Then comes time
To be sublime
And snuggle real close.
Her eyes all knowing,
Her warm is showing,
These time I love the most.
Going to bed
To rest our heads,
The Queen is carried in.
Shout, Shout,
Let it all out,
Our love will never end.
Poem by, Mrs. John T. Griffith
The wonderful smell,
Of all the earth's creations.
The ocean breeze,
The squirrels, the bees -
Everything is temptation.
Full of life,
Full of strife,
Full of vim and vigor.
She is keen,
Lean and mean -
Open to adventure.
On Patrol,
Ready to roll,
Fire in her eye.
A willful beast,
Proud at least,
Anything but shy.
Then comes time
To be sublime
And snuggle real close.
Her eyes all knowing,
Her warm is showing,
These time I love the most.
Going to bed
To rest our heads,
The Queen is carried in.
Shout, Shout,
Let it all out,
Our love will never end.
Poem by, Mrs. John T. Griffith