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animal poems
left with the dog
i can think
of no better honor
than to be entrusted
with the safety
of Maynard
the deaf dog
half Australian shepherd
half basset hound
no better companion to be found
i can think
of no better honor
than to be entrusted
with the safety
of Maynard
the deaf dog
half Australian shepherd
half basset hound
no better companion to be found
Published on April 09, 2013 08:44
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Tags:
animals, dogs, new-writing, pets, poem
new poem
one for the cat
out of my house en route to the car
saw neighbor kids on roof of house next door
smirking freckled face tossed a baseball
off the roof trying to hit a cat crouched below
i saw red and bellowed, “Leave that cat alone!”
one of the teens sneered, “It’s my cat.”
as if that made one damn bit of difference
and i snarled, “I don’t care whose cat it is!”
then i challenged them to come down
so we could discuss it further
they opted to stay on the roof
as if to provide sufficient proof
of the cowards they were
i cannot abide cruelty to animals
and i wanna go berserk like Billy Jack
when i encounter the kind of bored sadism
i saw being practiced by these punks
dull and uncreative, their imaginations only
sparked to life by maliciousness,
they reminded me of shitheads i knew in prison,
covering the earth like a plague
a part of me wishes i’d dragged them down
and beaten their asses
but when i relate this story
people tell me i overreacted
out of my house en route to the car
saw neighbor kids on roof of house next door
smirking freckled face tossed a baseball
off the roof trying to hit a cat crouched below
i saw red and bellowed, “Leave that cat alone!”
one of the teens sneered, “It’s my cat.”
as if that made one damn bit of difference
and i snarled, “I don’t care whose cat it is!”
then i challenged them to come down
so we could discuss it further
they opted to stay on the roof
as if to provide sufficient proof
of the cowards they were
i cannot abide cruelty to animals
and i wanna go berserk like Billy Jack
when i encounter the kind of bored sadism
i saw being practiced by these punks
dull and uncreative, their imaginations only
sparked to life by maliciousness,
they reminded me of shitheads i knew in prison,
covering the earth like a plague
a part of me wishes i’d dragged them down
and beaten their asses
but when i relate this story
people tell me i overreacted
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