Friday, October 29, 2010

You don't even KNOW what I'ma 'bout to drop on you...


“Dog-gerel”

In praise of the dog,
An ode to MY dog,
So sweet, so squirmy, so stubborn.

Through leaves you go prancing
Like a nutty deer dancing
Tail wobbling, you’re all in a joy.

The breath’s not so fresh
But tongue love’s the best
So stinky and wet, but well-meant.

My shoes, in an hour
Conflicted, you devoured
Shows you love, but they were expensive!

I know you know better
‘Tried not to—but they’re leather!’
I paid for them though, not to mention dog food.

With spare time and more
You lounge on the floor
On back, belly up and submissive.

Your legs are a-flail
All tongue and all tail
On the carpet, your hackles are shedding.

There’s hair everywhere
On my coat! On my chair!
It’s why I don’t let you in bed.

I wish I still could
Your warmth is so good
But unappealing is a dog hair bedspread.

Ah, you love to say hi
Never ever are shy
Unfortunate for those who aren’t dog lovers.

You’ll charge them—Oh no!
‘Not vicious—I’ll show!
I really just want to give tongue love!’

But they just don’t care
Big mouth—what a scare!
They just know that you look like a Pit Bull.

It’s the Lab-half not seen
And with love you’re so free
But your reputation approaches before you.

So I’ll keep you on-leash
And shorten your reach
Though I know you just want to run nutty.

Oh Rosie, silly dog
‘I’m a dog, I’m a dog!’
I know it’s all you yell out the window.

So play with me now
And together we’ll howl
And go try to find me a girlfriend.

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