Robert Edgar Burns
If I Could Read - Poem by Robert Edgar Burns
f I could read, while at the park,
I’d still shun books, and run and bark,
While chasing frisbees, before hitting ground
Then roll in circles, going round and round.
If I could sing, I would wag my tail,
Like I’m doing now, as you trim my nails.
Let me outside, for a final crap.
Then I will sleep, up on your lap.
I’d like to walk, on hind legs now.
The reason I don’t, is I don’t know how.
But if I could, I’d tell you now,
All of your neighbors, would be yelling “Wow! ”
If I could read, while at the park,
Wait a minute! Did I already say that?
Do I smell bacon? I do SMELL BACON!
Where’s the BACON? Woof Woof!
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