Sitting With The Dogs Poem by Phil Soar

Sitting with the dogs, now that I've retired
Makes me feel like I'm inspired
And the way us three spend our time right now
Is fundamentally right somehow

No nagging boss to cause me stress
No bossy secretary in THAT dress
The one with her boobs forced out too far
How ugly those two titties are

Just me and the dogs, sitting in OUR place
Staring at this glorious open space
Knowing we can come here at our will
And that when we want to, life stands still