The Dog I Never Had: A Poem
The dog I never had is what I never missed
but let me put it in a shiny, diplomatic wrap
nothing about dogs really makes me pissed
but for a love I see too much of species gap.
The dog I don't want rolls over at finger snap
and may even learn to meow to get his treat
but I don't think much of all that robotic crap
even if it would only be a trained dog's feat.
And my dog's ass-kissing would drive me nuts
being a caricature of all that human appeasing
living reminder of those people lacking in guts
just pampered and enjoying a life so pleasing.
That's why you can't domesticate a beast
it doesn't see you as a daily food provider
unless as a cub it becomes yours at least
it will always be acting as deadly outsider.
Besides, it looks two-faced to adore my pet
but use another animal for my favorite food
and it's almost crazy how much we pay vet
once when a pet is old and not feeling good.
Now don't take me wrong, I admire that bond
being so obvious between a dog and his man
but a dog doesn't love first, he has to respond
I like to be loved for more reasons than dog can.