SYMPATHETIC
Whenever I start out to* walk, our dog he seems to know, And runs along ahead of me to show 'he's coming too; And when .there is a reason why he really mustn't go, The hollering 'Go home ' to him is awful hard to do. He wags his tail and jumps around and seems as if he said : ' I guess you didn't mean it, you were only jokin' thenl' But when he sees I'm serious, he' kinder droops his head, Or looks up at me sorrowful, an' looks away again. And then at last he minds me, if I keep an angry tone; It's awful hard to do it, but I try with all my might; And sometimes when I look around I see him all alone, A-watchin' me, and watchin' me, until I'm out of sight. You see, I know just how it is, 'cause some days when I find My brother's got to hurry off with bigger boys to play, And when he says I mustn't go and^tag along behind, He leaves me sittin' somewheres, and a-feelin' just that way !
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New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXVII, Issue 9, 4 March 1909, Page 357
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183SYMPATHETIC New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXVII, Issue 9, 4 March 1909, Page 357
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