ANSWER TO "THE UNDER DOG."
(A poem published in "The Press.")
If your heart goes out to the under dog
Then hasten to find a stick,
And lay it upon his conquering foe
With a resounding lick.
Then hasten to find a stick,
And lay it upon his conquering foe
With a resounding lick.
Of what avails your pity,
To rid him of his foe?
If your heart goes out to the weaker dog
Go strike for him a blow.
To rid him of his foe?
If your heart goes out to the weaker dog
Go strike for him a blow.
Deeds, my friend, in the struggle of life
Are the shots that are sure to tell
For many a poor dog vanquished lies
Who had scores to wish him well.
Are the shots that are sure to tell
For many a poor dog vanquished lies
Who had scores to wish him well.
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