Poem -

Dogs rule

Dogs rule

In our home
dogs rule

Don't get
me 
Wrong
I love 
The fuckers

However
Mother Hen
Knowing
The chickadees 
(our grown sons)
Have 
Departed
The
Coop

Has decided
to cope
By
Daunting 
Her
Attention
With
These
Mutts

They eat
Better
They
Get an
Unlimited 
Amount
Of toys
And 
They have
Taken
Over
Our
Bed
At
Night
When I
Sleep

As far
as 
Voicing
My concerns
I have
Been
Told
I
Better.not
Go
There

What the
Fuck!

I might
As
Well
Retire
Myself
In
The
Dog house
That
They
Never
Use

Because
In
My
House
The
Dogs
Rule.......

 

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Being Me

???  "retire myself in the dog house they never use"

Love this poem!  x

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