My Dog Is a Criminal

My dog is a criminal A beggar, a thief She has a rap sheet two miles long Do we care? No Will we turn her in? Never. No one gives us more joy than this felon. The neighbors can buy their stuff back at our garage sales. Mrs. McLairty never buys back her panties though We see them come from her clothes line and we feel badly By the time they get to our yard, our dog has eaten the crotches out of them. No one else’s, only Mrs. McLairty’s. No idea why.