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If only my dog
had stood on his stand,
When I gave him the signal: A move of one hand.
If only he'd
stayed on the one minute sit.
Instead of deciding that 50 seconds was it.
A figure 8 perfect,
I could almost boast;
If only he'd gone round the other post.
If only he'd
dropped on the signal I gave,
And not when he saw the spectator wave.
The retrieve
on the flat - he knew what to do;
If only he'd brought back the dumbbell I threw.
The high jump
retrieve - the only thing he lacked,
And that dumbbell he didn't bring back.
On the broad
jump, if only he'd jumped all the way,
and not tiptoed between to my utter dismay.
When I signaled
the glove it was there in plain sight;
If only he'd gone for the glove that was right.
His go-out was
perfect - he just went so far;
If only he hadn't both times jumped the bar.
We'd have had
a 200 - he could do everything,
If only he hadn't run out of the ring.
Author Unknown
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