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!

Jenny Erlanger

• Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #41