The Little Mongrel

Look at this dog

Isn’t she fat?

Wouldn’t you think that her diet’s complete?

Wouldn’t you think she’s a girl,

A girl who has everything?

She’s got treats, and snacks, and biscuits.

She’s got big and small kibble galore.

Peanut-butter cranberry pills?

She gets plenty!

But who cares

She’s a dog

She wants more

She wants to be where the people are

Sitting at the kitchen table

Using her front paws to – what’s that word again?

Oh yeah – eat!

Begging at feet, you only get scraps

Thumbs are required for lunching, munching.

Scarfing down a big hunk of – what’s that word again?

Meat!

Up where they sup, up where they feast

Up where they spend all day crunching treats

Wish I could be

Part of that world