I Only Eat Dog Food

My wife feeds me dog food and she serves her dogs steaks. I don't know how much more of this bullshit that I can take. You probably know that eating dog food sucks. Everytime I eat that disgusting crap, I say yuck! Whenever I demand better food, I begin to shout. I'd give anything if I had enough money to eat out. Everytime I complain about it, it does no good. She never serves good food like she should. When she serves me the dog food, she won't even take it out of the can. I'm not a canine dammit, I'm a man! After she feeds her four dogs, good food is something that I can never afford. The dog catcher just took her dogs, it's too bad that I couldn't give him a reward. My wife is furious and she's going to leave. A miracle from Heaven is what I've received. (THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.)