shaggy dog poem

lame dog
he has three legs
& a smoker’s cough
but he don’t sweat it

lame dog
chases cockeyed pigeons
& sneezes at the sun
gnarly butt-wagged tail

lame dog
he don’t lick the hand
that give the medicine
‘cos he got self-respect

but lame dog
always shakes paw
even if it makes him
plop on his butt

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2023

22 thoughts on “shaggy dog poem

  1. I have a story for you about a boy and his dog in India, the boy taken from his home, his grandfather’s, by his parents no outer contact allowed whatsoever. In a custody dispute, who ever considers the pain of the dog losing their child? Is it enough for the dog to do what we all suspect they do with us but have not yet outright spoken about it? That’s come into our dreams. “The System Failure” a photo-poem at Harm’s End WordPress com

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