This Dog Biscuit - A Poem

[With full apologies to The Psychedelic Furs. It seemed like every alternative band in the 90s covered this song, and there is a lot of 90s alternative music around the house, so ...]

[And as always, this will be added to http://www.laughingviking.com/ soon.]

It is so crunchy and so light, and
I just love to lick and bite, ‘cause
Fawning over this
Is the theme of my day.

Drool falls down like rain
And crumbs, crumbs, crumbs, crumbs,
I won’t give ‘em away.
(Crumbs, crumbs, crumbs, crumbs)

Inside me, a growl wakes,
You start to quake.
This dog biscuit,
You won’t take.
Inside I’ll a bark make,
You start to shake.

The race is on, I’m past your side, and
I’m ahead, now down I dive, I’m
Out into the yard
And running away.

Words come down from you.
You swear, swear, swear, swear.
You can’t get it away.
(Swear, swear, swear, swear)

I’m striding, and gliding,
Under the bough.
This dog biscuit
Is my Tao.
I’m hiding, I’m biding
My time for now.

Don’t take it, that makes no sense, when
You gave me the biscuit, hence, it
Was your own wise choice
To give it to me.

So I’ll hide back here.
And yum, yum, yum, yum.
Better than a pig ear.
(Yum, yum, yum, yum)

Far from you, I do chew
And stick like glue.
This dog biscuit,
I bite through.

Under the big oak tree,
I eat with glee.
This dog biscuit,
I’d like three.

I’m done now, I think “Wow,
That tastes like cow.
That dog biscuit,
More? Please? Now?”

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