Carol - Poem by Stan Cavanaugh
I'm not a nasty man,
I'd never hit a girl!
I'd never snitch on anyone,
nor dirty wash unfurl!
But Carol seems to change all that,
I often pull her hair,
I shout at her quite loud at times,
but Carol doesn't care.
I kick her out of bed at night,
And slap her bottom good,
Whenever she doesn't do what's right,
and I know she really should.
I tell myself the day will come,
When she'll jump at my command,
And I won't have to punish her,
and make her kiss my hand.
But in the meantime try I will,
Her bruises will all mend,
'Cause after all, it is often said,
'A dog is a man's best friend! '
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