A Pugs your pal for always

        Through cloudy days or fine,

         He'll lie stretched out beside you,

         And curly tail untwine.

 

         Perhaps your worlds gone haywire,

         And things seem far from fair,

         To him it matters little

          As long as you are there.

 

          This chubby bundles waiting

          In failure or success,

          And from his warmth of welcome,

          Great wealth you can possess.

 

          He's one of life's great treasures,

          Whose value is untold,

          For every Pug is minted

          From fine and purest gold.

 

          Author unknown