Auntie's Mutt Poem by Terry Collett

Auntie’d cut off
the bacon rind

and throw it
for the dog

and you’d grab it
and run down

the stairs with it
and the dog’d

run down after you
and the bacon rind

yapping at your heels
and you’d hold

the bacon rind up
and the mutt’d jump up

at it and you’d move it
higher and higher

and the mutt’d jump
higher and higher

until at last
he’d grab the bacon rind

between his teeth
and pull it

from your fingers
and run off

with his prize
and you’d stand there

clapping your hands
ready for the next

thrown out
bacon rind

from Auntie’s hand
up on the balcony.