Dean Wood Poet Rhyme

Dogs

“Go get it boy!”
That’s all that it takes,
And off at a gallop I go.
I bring back the sticks,
The balls and the toys;
Whatever the boss wants to throw.

What makes me obey,
So eager to go,
So needy to be his friend?
When all that I get
Is just kibbles and bits,
And a well-aimed  boot 
In the end!

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Frances Schiavina June 5, 2017 at 9:59 AM Well said. Fun to read. Dean Wood June 5, 2017 at 9:01 PM Thanks Frances. This was fun to write.

Andrea Dietrich May 22, 2017 at 6:32 PM the ending is funny great!! Cute one, Dean. Dean Wood May 22, 2017 at 8:45 PM Ha, thank you Andrea. I mentioned below that this one doubles as office commentary. Depends on who the boss is. Thanks for stopping by. - Dean

Kim Rodrigues May 22, 2017 at 12:10 PM The love of dogs, indeed puzzling! But those kibbles and bits are mighty good and perhaps a well-deserved kick in the rump every now and again, don't hurt so bad. It's a dog's life. Kim Rodrigues May 22, 2017 at 2:00 PM LOL! Yes Dean, I see what you mean! Kim Rodrigues May 22, 2017 at 1:59 PM LOL! Yes Dean, I see what you mean! Dean Wood May 22, 2017 at 12:42 PM Thanks Kim! If you get a chance, read this again as workplace commentary. I intended it both ways. -- Dean