Are we ever the boss?
~ Alan
My dog?
I own this mutt…
But…
I don’t get to choose
If he’s up for a walk,
Or down for a snooze.
If it’s salmon or sole
In his finicky bowl,
Or a lamb bone to crunch
For his majesty’s lunch.
Nor do I have the right
To decide every night
If he sleeps on my bed,
Or outside in the shed.
And I don’t have a clue
What he’s going to do
When I throw him a ball.
Will he come when I call?
So it’s true,
Must be true
That I do
Own this mutt.
But…
Let me see…
Is it me who owns Him?
Or him who owns me?
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