by John Vance Cheney
The rhythmic beating of his tail,
As though two hearts took turn about,
One thump inside, and then one out, —
Like all things earthly, it must fail.
Pacific gesture, made to span
The gap 'twixt animal and man,
Death stopt it. One last waggle; so
Went Kelso where the good dogs go.
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Last updated January 14, 2019