by Lorraine Fitzpatrick

 

"The Bully Dog Ball"

Look! Up ahead!! There's a glow in the night

All the colors of the rainbow what a beautiful sight,

They're pulsing and nearing they're seeming to call

"Come to the Bridge Come join the kids,

Come to the Bully Dog Ball."

I felt compelled to search this out at least I felt it in my heart

When all at once and all around and giving me a start,,

A myriad of faces all different...yet the same

And suddenly I realized I knew them each by name.

The first one I met was a sweet bully lady

With a smile just as lovely who else but Sadie,

She asked me to follow to meet all the rest

And made me feel welcome as bullies do best.

A trio of sweethearts all came on the run

They seemed to be racing and having such fun!

It was hard to determine which of them had won

Was it Hope or Nala or grandson Cajun.

Then I heard the babies ... yip yapping galore"

When I tried to find them....yips and yapped some more,

These are the little ones playing at their games"

The newbies...the stillborns...the ones with no names.

With their tiny wrinkled faces and warm pink noses

And their breath...oh their breath...The canine scent of roses.

They said they'd better hurry or they would miss theirchance

To have a class with Nala and learn the "kidney bean dance",

It's a step to the left and bend your bumm around

Take a step forward and keep four paws on the ground.

I wondered if the seasons changed or stayed this way all time

Logan bade me come to see the differences in clime,

Sum..mer said he with obvious glee is made for bully fun

To swim and boat for those who float or just bask in the sun.

Spring! shouted Lucy with her sleepy toy in tow is

Waking up to flowers and their many color tones

When all the trees instead of leaves burst forth with doggie bones.

In Winter said Backup it's time to do what I do best

It's for sharing a blanket and dream a bully dream

When all the white is pure delight and made of ice cream.

Fall umm fall it's Candy apple time ... for skating in the leaves.

For romping in the park and running up a slope

For playing on the front porch ... Mack tugging on a rope.

Well. "hello there" Morgan I see Elfie by your side

I'm glad you came to welcome me and be my newest guide,

I have a strong desire to meet your queen Mum

And tell your Grand Dam Icee I love your Bullydom.

I'd tell her of the gems I saw like the pretty little pearl

The lovely white lady the sweetest Connie Girl.

Such memories I'll take with me to ponder in my nights

Like Chloe Cloud Walker who shared all my delights.

I'm overwhelmed ... I can't believe ... Bullies everywhere!!

And on the hill is Jackpot blowing kisses on the air.

There's Winston and Winnie and Tyler by golly.

Suki and Toki and even Miss Molly,

There's Gitchie and Gucci and my friend Fred

Abbi and Mozzy and look! Big Red!

There's London and Cooki why that's Buddy and Bud

My gosh there's Zippy and Chin su the stud,

I see Mugsy and Pugsley and Peaches and Pickle

Golda and Maxwell Taffy and Rickel

Lassie and Laddie Girlie and Boy

Bootsy and Tootsie and Jill's Tinker Toy!

What fun to be surrounded by each soft and smooshy facie

And getting lots o' bullie hugs from Tasha and from Gracie!

From Clarence Sarge Rocky Briggs and Missy

A great big bullie slobber kissy!

There's Spring and Felina 1 2 and 3

And Orio Cookie barking at me!!

With all of these babies I wish I could see

My own sweet bully who had to leave me,

Just when I thought I'd not see his face

Red Dog came shuffling at his special pace,

Into my arms he leapt with such joy

And once again I held my own bully boy!

It seemed just a moment and then he was gone

But left me with this to you to pass on

"Lock in your heart that special part

Of them in your memories,

They're there to remember and there to recall

There 'til the day when each heeds the call

Come to the Bridge ... Come join the kids.

Come to the Bully Dog Ball."

Lorraine Fitzpatrick

Lorraine Fitzpatrick