I Hate Dogs

Too many big and small It doesn't matter, I hate them all. I hate when they run, I hate when they leap. I hate when they frolic in their sleep. I hate how much they love to cuddle. Their love is never very subtle. I hate when they lick away your tears. And comfort you as you face your fears. I hate when they tilt their head and stare, And snip and chew, on your long hair. I hate when they hunt and kill a bug, And track their filth across the rug. I hate when they jump on your private places, Or hit the window with their faces. I hate every, dog, except a dog named Red, I still love him, even though he’s dead.