'' You'Re Standing On His Tail '' Poem by Bri Mar

I came across a dog today,
He looked as if he'd bite,
I asked him, am I in your way,
His look said yes you're right.

I refused to move to let him pass,
He drew me a noxious gaze,
His behaviour really was quite crass,
It was time for me to appraise.

I meet these savages day in day out,
They're the blight of my poor life,
But if you show them you've got clout,
You can give them strife.

Do I allow him to see I'm scared?
Or do I ring the bell,
If his aim is to have me ensnared,
Then maybe I should I run like hell.

At that he barked and let out a growl,
I stood rooted to the spot,
Here was a rabid beast on the prowl,
I was feeling rather fraught.

I couldn't move nor could he,
A stand off was what I faced,
I would let this savage see,
That I refuse to be disgraced.

I am just a stubborn as you,
We maybe need to fight,
If you bite me I will sue,
I'll show you who is right.

He looked at me with big sad eyes,
As if he was in pain,
I decided then not to chastise,
But to the owner I'd complain.

I banged the letterbox on the door,
I'd give them a piece of my mind,
You're dog not moving is a bit of bore,
He replied you're being so unkind.

At that he said he's a friendly pet,
He doesn't mind you delivering our mail,
But I'm afraid to say you're the threat,

‘' You're Standing On His Tail ‘'