A good bird dog
Is a gift from God
If you get one
You owe it care
You owe it time
When young to learn
To stay with you
And search the front
To come when called
To stay in touch
So later on
It looks you up
When you send it
Way yonder there
To find birds
To point for you
Or if your game
Is not field trials
To sein for scent
Of birds to shoot
Either way you owe it time
Your time with it
When it is young
To socialize and learn your wants
If you do not
You’ll waste it all
That gift from God
A good bird dog