[Calliope]: 216.Poems.Puppy

Tickle me pink
and watch me roll
I’ll open my mouth
and let my tongue loll.

I prance though the grass
on gargantuan feet
until I trip myself up,
Oh the dirt that I eat!

I give puppy dog eyes
a whole new meaning
even while climbing in garbage
and in need of a good cleaning.

I’ve got big floppy ears
and over productive droll glands
that, under proper motivation,
give you really slimy hands.

Yet when all this trouble’s over
and the day is through
I collapse in my bed
for a sleep…and a chew.

© Angie O’Connor