Consider that I’m not a pest
As I am subject to thy behest

Perhaps I’m a rooster
Who wakes up earlier
To tell my master
I’m ahead him/her

Perhaps I’m a cat
Who incurs my wrath
On every destructive rat
In my keeper’s hut

Perhaps I’m a canine
Who barks even past nine
When someone crosses the line
I can even break a spine

Perhaps I’m a pig
Who just lay fat and big
Can’t even do a graceful jig
Only comfort it wants to dig

Perhaps I’m a carabao
Friend of iron plow
Machine for more than just an hour
Works with even humble bow.

If I’m all or none above
I hope to me you have some love.

-11/29/2011
(Dumarao)
*confused about career disposition