I’m a Dog

Some people,
Want to call me,
Their “baby”.

Some kids,
Want to dress me,
Up like a lady.

Some elder folk,
Like to pull me,
Up close.

Others think,
Confounding me,
Is a joke.

Still others,
Like to hide,
My bone.

To those,
I say can’t ya,
Leave me alone?

I’m a dog,
Loathe to bite,
But, keep messin’ with me

…and I’d have every right!

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