Me and the dog twist and jostle
a colossal cotton squawking parrot
grunt talking this is mine swine
a ****** beast at times

knees grazing, scrapping holding ground
grip slipping summon Ali-Liston thinking
win and pulverise kept creature
revel in doggy defeat

dead heat nobody gives
until the yellow slit beak does first
savvy ears hear the rip and like a tearing bear
jolts back, up, down, with owning grip and growl

Fool - hound mastered the ****
engorges full breast, rings the threaded neck
deadens its fighting squeak
amateur clings to the silly beak

Bird majority in mangy jaws
the war of parrot pull well and truly his
stopped still. in stare his eyes enlarge and glare
left-overs drop from sloppy gob -
dumb dog wants the beak.