Chasing Tail
Round and round and round she goesThat elusive banner tempting her
Tormenting, taunting, out of reach
She grabs, but ah! She misses still
And yet, surrender she does not
To consider it would mean defeat!
In mind if not in body, no,
She will not stop, until that goal
Is reached, achieved, and flaunted, hah!
In the face of her silent audience
Who merely raises a sardonic brow
And jots this down to remember it by;
For the human does not believe she can
But she will show her! She will succeed!
Yet her tongue lolls out, her heart beats fast,
And down to the marble floor she flops
She eyes that trailing temptress white
Then heaves a gusty sigh and thinks;
'Another day, and then you'll see
That I'm the boss, and you'll bow to me!'
Then she curls it over her nose and sleeps.
Poetry by Mklnay
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Written on 2010-11-12 at 13:33
Tags Animals  Dogs 
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