asa[e] hallelu sin nations, of a simian sin say shuns.

i once knew a dog named Bibarta. who lived in the town of san sarta.

the pickings we flum,

by nine he'd sit in the sun,

by the church of san felipe our father.

the horse headed avatara.

motor cycles 'd go by.

filled up the sky,

with bad gas and rasping harsh racket.

reminded him of the kayshee deemon.

then one day it happened.

one simple beggar,

who lived in his friend's, parent's,

unused, adjacent apartment,

sat down near Bibarta and began to read the KRSNA book.

he liked it very much.

crossed his paws,

perked his years

shed some tears.

he learned to speak italian.

priest, shoo, protect, just read,

priest shoo daily and stand nearby and listen...

if you want to preach then probably you should read my books - SP