My dog does not know how to beg
That doesn't mean she doesn't try
But pawing me upon the leg
Is ineffective: wonder why?
She has the puppy eyes, of course,
As any pup must, by default;
But easily resorts to force
To crack her food's resistant vault
Which would make sense, except she weighs
Just fourteen-fifteen pounds or so
So force from her merely conveys
The message of her deep-felt woe.
At least she doesn't bark so far
For which we all most thankful are.
Wednesday, April 3, 2019
Beg
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