The Dachshund

The Dachshund
by John E. Donovan

A Dachshund sniffing round a tree
Made such a wondrous bend, sir,
He filled himself with mystery-
Not knowing his own end, sir.

Some other dogs have keener sight,
And some have greater strength, sir,
But no dogs manage, for their height,
To have so much of length, sir.

One time- at least, so people say-
One lost his tail by train, sir;
Yet two weeks passed until the day
The sad news reached his brain, sir.

The Dachshund looks a little bit
Like legs beneath a log, sir,
But once your eyes get used to it,
You see that it's a dog, sir.