Thanks, No Thanks

A billion dollar industry With focus groups intent to see Just what it is our pets might eat, What tastes the best for meal and treats What dogs might eat? Why do we care When tasty bits from derrieres Of woodland creatures on the ground, By my sweet girl, are shortly found? Thank goodness I don’t understand Why deer poop seems to be so grand! Were she not kept upon a leash I’d never get her back, capeesh? And then, returning from our walks, She’d be remiss if she forgot To thank me with a lick, a kiss Affections that I short dismiss I make her drink some water first It’s always fresh to quench the thirst My hope: the germs will take a swim; Ensuing kiss won't be so grim.