My Dog Thinks I Am An Idiot
My dog thinks I am an idiot,
I haven’t figured him out yet,
I can never seem to see,
When he needs to go out and pee,
He always sharts on the living room floor,
Because I’m never there to open the door,
I don’t think it is right,
To sniff other dogs and start a fight,
He’s mad at me cause I snipped his balls,
That’s why he chews the holes in my walls,
He just looks at me and cocks his head,
When I chew him out for rolling in something dead.
My dog thinks it’s ok,
To jump on the counter every single day,
I yell at him and he hangs his head,
Every time he slobbers and drools all over my bed,
He thinks he can do,
Whatever he wants too,
He forgets who is running the show,
I’m the human in charge doesn’t he know?
I’ll forget my mad when he does something cute,
And I let him get away with it to boot,
I am not an idiot,
He just hasn’t figured me out yet.
Copyright © Timothy Mcguire | Year Posted 2018
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