I swear my dog is
Trying to tell me something
As he looks at me and howls
Prompting me to answering
There I am in conversation
With my dog Satuit
We’re almost out of his cookies
He looks at me like he knew it
So, I grab the truck keys
“Guess we’re going to the store”
Causing a waging tail
Knowing he’ll soon have more
Quite often I’ll look at him
To see his tail wagging
If only he could talk
I know a deal he’d be haggling
Always wanting to run and play
Exhausting this old man
I’m not as young as I used to be
Can’t keep up with a canine Olympian
If he could, I know he’d say
Just relax Daddy and don’t stress
Have a cookie with Satuit
Wag more, bark less
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