Purpose

Ever walk by a fence where the dogs behind it start freaking out? This poem is dedicated to those dogs.

The dogs are not wasted.
Every breath they puff
Is power
Perfect form as they
Bound for the gate
"state your purpose!" the dogs snarl
At passerbys
Word to the wise:
Dont be afraid
The fence is fortified.
The dogs dig.
The dogs dig.
The dogs dig.
Every breath they puff
Is power.
Perfect form as they
Bound from the gate.
"I'LL GET YOU, M***********S!" the dogs snarl
At the world.
A word to the wise:
Stay inside.

Reviews

[stephen dillon]

wait I always thought thats what they were saying thanx for the clarification