Lie down and stay she does,
where you want, is where she was,
if it wasn't for her fur you might
call her a cur.
Say the word bedtime and turn off a light, go to walk away,
she will beat you to your bed, your pillow, for a back-scratch, say,
didn't you just launder those as she make happy noises with her
mouth open wide, looking up at you from her back.
You know you love her she is your dog at that,
loyal and duty bound to defend you in combat,
so surprise her with a kitten who will become a cat.
©DWE092013
Sep 18, 2013
Sep 18, 2013 at 11:45 PM UTC
Lie down and stay she does,
where you want, is where she was,
if it wasn't for her fur you might
call her a cur.
Say the word bedtime and turn off a light, go to walk away,
she will beat you to your bed, your pillow, for a back-scratch, say,
didn't you just launder those as she make happy noises with her
mouth open wide, looking up at you from her back.
You know you love her she is your dog at that,
loyal and duty bound to defend you in combat,
so surprise her with a kitten who will become a cat.
©DWE092013
God From Machine, God in the Machine, or as some have tried Ghosts in the Machine, A literary device: when a plot becomes too complicated, the author introduces some element that no one would have anticipated.
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