A ball, a dog and us
You look as if you’re giggling
and your tail is madly wriggling
Yes, I know that all you want to do is run.
But, Poppet, we’re not racing
and we’re tired of all the chasing.
I’m warning you, this isn’t any fun!
I thought that you adored me
and is this how you reward me?
If I were you, I’d hang my head in shame.
You’re going to cop it, Poppet
if you don’t let go and drop it.
Just stop it!
You are ruining our game!
- Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #41