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Gimme!! Gimme!! Gimme!! Gimme!! Waddayagot?? Gimme Gimme Gimme!
Looks good. Ohhhhhman oh man!! Smells good too!!
Gimme!
My dog begs.
I lay still
in my hammock
by a river.
Nature rushing by
me (for a change).
C’mon! C’mon!! You usually share everything with me!!
What gives… cmmmmmaaahhhhnnn. I’m a gud boiiii remember??
I brought you that dead mouse AND that decaying bird buried in the leaves.
I just want a piece!! Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!!
My dog knows “sit”
and he knows “down.”
A smart pup,
he even knows
paw
leave it
roll over
(OK
You got me.
no.
he doesn’t know
what the words
actually mean,
but he knows
how to get a treat
after I make
a particular sound.)
I reason with him.
No, buddy,
it’s chocolate.
You’ll get sick.
Everyone knows that.
He doesn’t know
that trick yet.
He never will.
But I continue.
You only think
you want this
but you really
won’t like it
in the long run.
(Who knows really?
Maybe he does
understand
what I’m saying.)
He lays down
and pleads once
More with his
fat puppy-eyes
before giving up.
He eats an ant
off the rock,
coughs it up,
sighs
Then closes his
eyes.
Just as happy.
And I think,
how nice it would be
to only have
these dog problems.
Still I beg
incessantly
for things that
I think I need.
What trick don’t I know?
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