Open Poetry #2 |
My Dog, Fat |
Dom Mart Member
since 1999-08-17
Posts 164Florida |
My fat is a useless dog. Losing it is no disaster. Yet hardly does it run away Than it comes back to its master. I'll lose it once, sometimes twice Every year. Some years more. Then, while eating my dessert, I'll hear it scratching at my door. I don't regret its absences. Oh no, I adjust them just fine. Still I take it back when it returns. Can I deny this dog is mine? I've tried to find a loving heart To share it with or give it to. But with age it's gotten ugly, So there's nothing left to do But feed and exercise it And keep it happy when it's here And be prepared for it to stray And then to always reappear. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
It could be worse, Dom Mart... mine will no longer go away... no matter how I much I yell at it and refuse to feed it! LOL |
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