Fill in the Blanks Lone Dog Irene McLeodOnline version Fill in the blanks to complete this poem. by Emily O'Connell 1 keen sleep meat dog dirty hate lean lone silly moon plate wind hunting I'm a dog , a dog , a wild dog and lone , I'm a rough , a tough dog , on my own ! I'm a bad dog , a mad dog , teasing sheep ; I love to sit and bay the and keep fat souls from . I'll never be a lap dog , licking feet , A sleek dog , a meek dog , cringing for my . Not for me the fireside , the well - filled , But shut door and sharp stone and cuff and kick and . Not for me the other dogs , running by my side , Some have run a short while , but none of them would bide O mine is still the trail , the hard trail the best , Wide and wild stars and hunger of the quest .