On its spongy paws and curled up
Into the corner of my brown eyes
Dark and dusty what a helpless
Creature it is! Panting with a hanging
Tongue and waiting to be petted
And taking my every command
As if I’m the king and it is my slave
But I act like a very normal human being
And accept whatever it offers me
After all it’s a nature’s gift
What’s the hell to regard this dirty!