I'm just writing poems
And that's cool

On a hot day
I saw a dog drool

And so I offered him
A water dish

But he seemed more attracted
To the coy pond
That was filled with fish

And so he did lap
Water from the pond

I laid with him
Under the shade
Of A Chinese tree

Just look
Look at me and the doggy

But there is one more you see
There is me, plus my stuffed doggy

That means a total of three
A real dog, a stuffed dog and me

And look
I also am sipping green tea