Miscalculating Vet and Calculating Dog

Many are pitying the guy,
Because one cannot new life buy:
Bingo had on his groin pounced 
And got him-Meanest Foe-trounced!
Vet had Needle and Syringe shown Dog
And what he got worse than struck log:
To Bingo’s Canines job to do
“And don’t first ask your Victim ‘Who’?”

Many are afraid Vet will die
And have begun to say “Mute Bye.”
A Miscalculating Vet - Fie!
For him I could only once sigh:
Had in Dog’s food dropped a long sleep
But too quick to The Sown to reap!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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