There wasn't much excitement to be found
anywhere nearby,
so people would just go to the cemetery
when they wanted to give their
visiting company something interesting to do,
and they'd show them
the man and his dog,
and folks would marvel
and say things like,
how do you s'pose they
got them ribs in that dog
and
I wonder if the dog's buried, too,
and
how much you figure a tombstone
like this'd cost?
Then, without fail,
before leaving
each had shyly to
lean over and stroke that lovely dog's head,
swallowing back the "good boy"
that was on their wondering lips.
