In this poem, we encounter a conversation between a dog and a corpse buried underground. The final stanza reads:
<em>"Mistress, I dug upon your grave</em>
<em>To bury a bone, in case</em>
<em>I should be hungry near this spot</em>
<em>When passing on my daily trot.</em>
<em>I am sorry, but I quite forgot</em>
<em>It was your resting-place."</em>
The irony in this poem is that the dead woman was hoping someone was digging on her grave because they were thinking of her. However, not only was it a dog and not a person who did it, but the dog did not even remember she was buried there.