My dog has gone to heaven,
I am so sad that we are apart,
There is a greyhound shape now,
That is a hole within my heart.
The grim reaper came to get her,
I suppose it was her time trest,
And death would have kindly explained,
Of all the dogs, she was the best.
I know that she is no longer in pain,
And it was the time for her to leave,
But I really miss my Greyhound,
And all that is left to do is greive.