The Lancean Specificity
One Basso Bow Profundo Wow
a sonnet for The Big Old Dog
They called him Yankee Doodle and he was a friend of mine
He was a big old dog who must have weighed a buck oh nine
Although I never weighed him (since how could I anyway?)
And having buried him I come to praise The Big Old Dog today
Oh The Big Old Dog The Big Old Dog (to me that was his name)
He looked like Senator John McCain but I loved him just the same
Becoming the hit he would become he started gold then went platinum
Resembling some of us in this way with that serious sense of play
And the gravitas gravity gifted his face he wore like a timeworn gift of grace
As settling with time settling into the ground he settled him down with a settling sound
But in the chorus of the canines who transcended time and space
One basso bow profundo wow stands out and one familiar face
Looking like Senator John McCain but loving him just the same
Yes! The Big Old Dog! The Big Old Dog (to me that is his name)!
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMX
They called him Yankee Doodle and he was a friend of mine
He was a big old dog who must have weighed a buck oh nine
Although I never weighed him (since how could I anyway?)
And having buried him I come to praise The Big Old Dog today
Oh The Big Old Dog The Big Old Dog (to me that was his name)
He looked like Senator John McCain but I loved him just the same
Becoming the hit he would become he started gold then went platinum
Resembling some of us in this way with that serious sense of play
And the gravitas gravity gifted his face he wore like a timeworn gift of grace
As settling with time settling into the ground he settled him down with a settling sound
But in the chorus of the canines who transcended time and space
One basso bow profundo wow stands out and one familiar face
Looking like Senator John McCain but loving him just the same
Yes! The Big Old Dog! The Big Old Dog (to me that is his name)!
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMX
