Majestic Mr. Baxter: The God Dog

Majestic Mr. Baxter

He looks out at His lands

Loving all the thingies

He’s created with paw-hands

It was this Dog that made it all

The them, the you, the me

But did you know that this whole show

Was made…so he could pee?

Long ago a morning rose whence

Baxter’s bladder ached

But Universe said “no pee-pee”

“Till icings on the cake”

It had clasped him, did not ask him

The Universe was mean

It wanted worlds and people, life

And all things in between

So Majestic Mr. Baxter

Rolled his eyes, said “yes”

“If I must, I’ll stir this dust”

“But warning: ’twill be a mess”

And it was so, to be let go

For yellow rain to pour down

He must make gold, the Kings of Old

And all their pretty crowns

He went to work, and with a smirk

He molded the first man

He looked at him then with a grin

Said “they’ll not know Who I am”

A lovely ballerina

He molds with tears and sweat

Peeps whisper “y’all, ’twas Baxter’s gall”

To invent the pirouette

Do not forget this tale now set

For life, it’s not a curse

It’s beautiful, and God is Dog

When written, in reverse

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