A Hot Dog Puppy To Go

Hot dog puppy
Like a wiener
With four legs
You move like a centipede
Quicker than your mistress	
Running for the last leaf
However, you keep pace with
Her every stride

Hot dog puppy
Walks the tracts 
Looking like a barbecued
Wiener, black on top and
Brown on the bottom
However, like a centipede
In a race, you keep pace with
Her every stride

Hot dog puppy
Looks to the right, left
Explores her path
Like a night owl above
Searching for a evening meal
However, like a centipede’s
One-hundred legs, your four legs
Keep pace with her every stride
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Williams Avatar
January 2, 2009 at 9:01 AM
Hello Barbara, thank you for your comment on Her Lover. I Have three dogs, two of them from Puppies, and can see them in this poem, which I loved.
Richards Avatar
December 29, 2008 at 8:44 AM
This one made me smile!! I can see that little fellow, on his short little legs, trotting along! ~ Carrie
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