Called to Give My All
The author of this is unknown by me.
I am a deputy in a canine crew. I've been trained to see it through. When danger's near my ears perk up, they taught me that as a little pup. I'm often there to protect your rights, my presence sometimes hinders fights. I never attack with thought to kill, when subduing one, my job I fill. I never worry a single thought, as to how I'll fare at a certain spot. The love I have for a handler's care, is all I need, each day to fare. And if some day my luck turns bad, I'll relish all the joys I've had. To be with men who stand for good, in a special kind of brotherhood. The story's end by now you know, of how I tried for a better show. I did my best, though I did fall, when I
was called and gave my all.
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