A Million Happy Dogs Poem by Niya Lloyd
A Million Happy Dogs
Sniffing behind you like dogs
But you can't hear them whine or yelp
Wanting to lick your palms as you pass them by
But the wetness of their tongue is something
You can't feel
Because you are indifferent to mutts.
Your interest is in a pure line
A rare breed
The only canine you see
Is the one reserved strictly
For competition.
Inspired by a fellow poet named A
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