When God had made the earth and
sky,
The
flowers and the trees.
He then made all the animals,
The fish,
the birds and bees.
And when at last He'd finished,
Not one
was quite the same.
He said, "I'll walk this world
of mine,
And give
each one a name."
And so He traveled far and wide
And
everywhere He went,
A little creature followed Him
Until its
strength was spent.
When all were named upon the
earth
And in the
sky and sea,
The little creature said, "Dear
Lord,
There's
not one left for me."
Kindly the Father said to him,
"I've left
you to the end.
I've turned my own name back
to front
And called you dog, my friend."









