My dog like
Your dog loves
You and I
Ground under us
Caught off guard, he tries to stall,
Observing his irate partner for clues,
Unsure what he has, or hasn't, done.
Perhaps a birthday or anniversary
Lost, forgotten once again.
In any case, the cause matters
Not one jot. What he needs now is a
Good way to calm her down.
About the author:
Noel Sloboda holds a philosophy degree and a black belt in karate. He hasn't used either one all that much in the real world. He has work forthcoming in Zygote in my Coffee.
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