They ain’t nothin’ but Pound

Dawgs and they ain’t never

caught a Seahawk who

couldn’t fly away.

We have our own Brownie

of Renown and he scored

a touchdown.

After that fantastic interception

we wrapped up Flowers and

sent them along with their bull

dawg back to the Pound where

even the mailman won’t go.

– Gerald A. McBreen, Pacific poet ;aureate