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Posted by Joy Butler Jul 13, 2006 |
Mixed blood in my veins,
No registered name,
My parents will never be known,
No elegant collars, no value in dollars,
Discarded, a soul with no home.
Decidedly plain,
no titles I claim,
I'll never win Westminster's prize.
I've never made news, doing brave rescues,
But please look deep in my eyes,
For if all that you see
is the outside of me,
Then you've missed the most beautiful part.
The prettiest, you see, is the inside of me.
And the love that I have in my heart.
Read more about mixed breed dogs.