I may be in the doghouse
‘Cause she couldn’t sleep in bed
So she curled up on the sofa…
Where I dug her up instead
(Because I had to check her
Just in case she might be dead.)
*
“Oh, Small Dog, you are rotten
Thus to wake me from my sleep.
When dreams had just enmeshed me
And my slumber was so deep.”
“Well, writer you should answer,
Not lay there without a peep!”
*
“I wanted,” said the Small Dog,
Just to cuddle for a while,
And to keep your toes all toasty
And perhaps to see you smile…
But underneath your blanket
You were just part of the pile… “
*
“It is cold and I was sleeping
‘Cause I wasn’t feeling well…
Some rotten bug attacked me
And as far as I can tell
I’m viral for the moment…”
“To be fair, you look like hell…”
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