Teddy- A Comma-Rich Poem - Poem by Morgan Michaels
My neighbor's dog is deaf and has diabetes:
Too bad, there's nothing anyone can do.
His aging pet has to pee every three minutes, the poor sausage,
And being a pooch who plays by the rules
That means lots of whining, jumping,
Up, down, traveling via elevator, all day long,
Day in, out, rain or shine, cold or warm.
And life spent jingling at the end of a leash.
Not often, but sometimes, the door opening,
I get on, the dog squeezes in behind
Sneezing, and towing his owner, who says 'hullo, '
'Hi, ' I say back, and looking down, holler
'And hello to you, Master Teddy, speak now
Or forever hold your peace'- meaning, of course, piss.
Far from being shy, the little fellow whines
And stares at me gratefully from clouded eyes
As if I were the answer to all his prayers
Or a bottle of insulin, left on the step.
He pants, sneezes again, stamps, dances in place,
Whines, wags his tail feebly, sits down again-
He is old, there is nothing anyone can do.
He has always relied on peoples- trusted them,
Who, trustees, would never abuse his trust.
Dimly he stares. His snout hairs bristle.
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