An Acquired Taste
Kids and dogs tend to like me.
The kids because they sense
I haven’t grown up yet,
The dogs sniffing the essence
Of a long-lost puppy inside.
Adults seem to be more standoffish
Probably put off by my lingering puppy grin.
Eventually we find a common ground
As I have been defined as “an acquired taste”.
And cats, self-centered as they are
Often seek my counsel (aka treats)
Sprawl before me in feigned submission
Purring, as cats do, in conquest.
©10/23/2022
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