On Becoming a Dog
I'm starting to feel that some thing major may be amiss,
when I asked myself this am where is my water dish.
I truly love dogs but currently own none.
Could it be possible that I am turning into one?
I enjoy my exercise and like to eat alot.
Some days I now pant, especially when it's hot.
Most mornings I'm energetic but later my energies zapped.
I'll curl up with a book and take an afternoon nap.
My skin is dry and itchy.
I thought it allergies.
Could it be that some thing else is going on with me?
I love to greet people where ever I go.
I really hope I don't wag my tail to and fro.
They say that a dog lives seven years to are one,
so if I'm now a dog this life is more then done.
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