Doggie Bag
Don’t it make you feel like a no life, enslaved sap?,
To follow your dog around
As he looks for a place to crap?
And if that’s not enough, oh my aching word,
You follow him back home toting his turd!
Just one more rhyme and then I’m through.
Who is the leash for ….. the dog or you?
Okay I lied about the rhymes; there’s two..
As a matter of fact, I’d rather care for a cat,
They cover it themselves once they’ve shat.
Inspired by people /pet watching in an association.
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