If Only My Dog Could Tallk

Yippeeee it’s time to go for a walk,
I was beginning to think my person forgot,
It seems like a week since she last took me out,
I hope she will let me run all about.

Ooooh I might see my girlfriend when,
We pass her gate and maybe then,
We’ll kiss with a little rub on the nose,
We’ve fallen in love but nobody knows.

I love going out but I love coming in,
I’ll race like a maniac to the kitchen,
For this is when my person is good,
She puts me down some delicious food.

I’ve eaten it up and I want her to see,
I bounce off her legs to say “Look at me”
I know she will smile as our eyes meet,
“Good boy, now would you like a treat?”

Would I like a treat?…a ridiculous question,
If you don’t give me one I might get depression,
I might not be able to get out of bed,
I’d have to look for another “person” instead.

You always tell me that I need to sit nice,
Believe me you don’t have to tell me twice,
This “Give me a paw” is really not sweet,
For goodnessake just give me my treat!!

My tummy is full and it’s cuddles next,
I’m looking at you a little perplexed,
It seems I’m not getting your full attention,
This laptop of yours was a selfish invention.

Yippeee it’s time to go for a walk,
I was beginning to think my person forgot,
As I curl into her at night to sleep,
I decide that maybe my “person” I’ll keep.

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Dr. K.S. Bhardwaj

Angela McCrimmon : Had you wish come true, you would have to keep quiet before her. Good poen. I relished it.

Dr. K.S. Bhardwaj

Dear ngela, as you imagined so I did. Flights of imaginations. Nothing more……


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