Salt Lake Telegram | 1931-05-15 | Page 4 | Just Folks

s j JUST FOLKS J By EDGAR A. A GUEST Copyright 1931 Ed Edgar ar A. A Gue Guest t 0 I LUCKY DOG Lucky dog the tramp tromp remarked Unto the little which barked About his feet and wagged his tail tall For you can neither win nor fail taU Nor feel too bitterly the scorn Of creatures similarly born No one expects from you a deed Above the instinct of your breed Or thinks a code of laws to write To regulate your jour appetite You eat and sleep you choose And alcohol you ou never use The little mUe dog in turn replied The room is small where I 1 abide And Ive I've but narrow space to move My fortunes I cannot improve I am forever bound boWld to be What birth and arid instinct made of me I r cannot laugh I cannot sing I cannot do one useful thing The rho kindliest priest or pedagogue Could ever make me more than dog Not so with you when life began You had the chance to be a man