It's half past twelve.
You look up at me like an innocent child.
Doleful like you'd just been scolded.
You had, I just told you off.
Big eyes looking up at me.
You tickled me with your tongue.
Accidentally caught me with your tooth.
Maybe it was delivered deliberately.
A subtle hint to go out with you.
I say "walkies," you jump up like a loony.
Your hint worked perfectly.
(c)Livvi