High Hopes
A Great Dane and a Sausage dog were tied outside a bar
The Sausage dog was frisky and his instincts said, ‘Aha!’
And then they sniffed each other’s butt ’cause that’s how doggies greet
The Sausage dog said, ‘Hi there girl, do you think I’m sweet?’
They chatted and decided that they’d do what doggies do
The Great Dane chuckled. ’Hey up shorty, I’m too tall for you.’
But Sausage had it figured and he climbed up on a chair
He boasted, ‘Take a breath because you’re in for quite a scare.’
And as he started thrusting, as had been his master plan
Two stones were thrown up - from the street - by a passing van
They hit the Great Dane on the head, one smooth but one was rougher
She groaned aloud and Sausage said, ‘Suffer baby, suffer!’
Copyright © Terry Flood | Year Posted 2020
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