You were a herding dog but had no herd,
A Queensland with no queen,
A country dog in the city,
Looking for work we took pity.
I brought you to our home to play with another,
You were fun and tougher than others,
The herd you adpted was my wife,
Following her though her life.
She didn't care for you at first,
And even said you were the worst.
But you were persistant to make her your's
You wouldn't accept no as her final words.
Over the years you earned her love,
Our wish for you now is heavenly cows to herd above.