Blunderdog

(This is a fictional poem) Two years ago I bought a dog that can talk and fly. If I said that he's intelligent, I would be telling a lie. As he flies through the sky, he ____ on people's heads. They beat the crap out of me and I wish that I was dead. He always comes home filthy, I wish he would be cleaner. He got a lot of dogs pregnant so I had to cut off his wiener. My dog tries to be a superhero whenever he sees a crime. The criminals put a bullet in his ___ each and every time. He's a loveable canine but sadly he has the intelligence of a log. You'd better carry an umbrella because here comes Blunderdog.