Canine - Poem by Sathya Narayana
Like leaders thy who pilfer earth
I need no golden throne to sit
and bow-wow prate! Can I be fine,
a mere canine and fit the girth
of higher berth? ! For me a ride
on pillion is bullion worth;
I'm here for master my on wait
Can't help in the meantime in beastly mirth
if I micturate and defecate!
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