If you ever looked into the eyes of a Bulldog and have seen the adoration for his master within them, you will understand what this poem means.
Mans best friend, The lovely sour snout
When surrounded by care and in times of need, Turn to your Bulldog, your friend indeed,Feeling lonley or just simply tired Its devotion will have you inspired.
It looks at you, with eyes so quiet, That follow you watchfully until it's night It's devotion asks such little return, so treat it well, your friend eternal.