My extremely talented friend, Steve Morgan, penned a rebuttal from the poor, misaligned dog that was the subject of yesterday's Damn Dog poem. I thought you all would enjoy it. He is so clever with rhyme and has a great sense of humor, as you can see. Thanks, Steve!
Damn Dog wasn’t sure
If the lady was going to share
The smells were teasing
Egg salad so pleasing
She turned as if not to care
Well I am a dog
An opportunist elite
And these moments beckon strong
If I had the words
Many thanks I’d say
Never thinking the meal was wrong
And It was so good
I did mean to share
But suddenly it was gone
Then lady's gaze fell upon empty space
Her silence didn’t last long
She wasn’t happy
A guess I’d make
As she loudly called my name
Damn Dog Damn Dog
over and over
Nonchalant I basked in shame
Not
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