D and Pb : the Sequel

D AND PB : THE SEQUEL My dog went out one day You’ve often heard me say Just me and him…buddies….us Till he started to chase a bus Leapt in the door and was shut in there God knows how he paid his fare I ran after him in chase But it was an uneven race Watching me from the rear window Barking to urge me to follow I almost caught up with the transit Got my foot up near the exit When a flying plastic bag Entangled my head, made me gag I collapsed with a choking cough While the unheeding bus sped off Last I saw of dog and bus Was all the passengers making a fuss He was indeed a cute little guy So I could understand why. Those dogs are indeed a problem And plastic bags - who can control them? Maybe right now he’s strolling with another My prayer is that he will not smother.