Nose to tail greeting

I came upon this 'poem' quite by chance (honest) and the arse-off later in the day was equally fortuitous.


The dogs were having a party
They came from near and far
Some flew in by aeroplane
And some drove in by car
They went into the lobby
And signed the visitors´ book
And each one hung his arsehole
Upon a separate hook

One dog was not invited
And this aroused his ire
He burst into the meeting place
And loudly shouted, ´Fire!´
Now the dogs were so excited
They had no time to look
And each one took an arsehole
From off the nearest hook

It is a sad sad story
For it is very sore
To wear another´s arsehole
You´ve never worn before
And that is why when dogs meet
By land or sea or foam
Each sniffs the other´s arsehole
In hope it is their  own. 


 Supposedly by Australian poet Henry Lawson* it goes to the hymn tune The Church's One Foundation as demonstrated by the late great  Dave Swarbrick here.


*A fine writer with a chequered reputation, it's been suggested this poem would be recited to earn another drink from the bar.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_Lawson
https://www.sl.nsw.gov.au/stories/henry-lawson-poet-people