Sometimes I wish that I were a dog
So, I could bite someone on their leg,
And "Woof" wouldn't be my only dialogue
And for no-one would I ever sit or beg.
My toilet would be where I wanted to pee
Not only on a pad or in the yard,
And I would happily give anyone a flea
And my poop, others would need to discard.
Sometimes I wish that I were a dog
Always being ready when nature calls,
I could chase then birds and maybe even eat a Frog
And when I wanted to, I would lick my own balls.
Every day I would probably roll in the grass
And I would always sleep under the sun,
Cats and squirrels I would always harass
And I would always have my fun.
Sometimes I wished that I were a dog
Furiously at everyone I would always bark,
I would snort and also wallow like a hog
Life for me would be a lark.
I would do what I wanted without permission
I wouldn't care if I were wrong or right,
And I would always be the one under suspicion
And someone's leg, I would always bite.
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem