Breath Like Kibble - A Poem

[Based on a song by Echo and the Bunnymen, who had the best hair in 80s music]

She howls for her food,
Drinks with a dribble.
Breath like kibble.
Breath like kibble.

I know she leads this dog pack,
And tolerates no dog slack.
We bark and howl at night,
Out in the moonlight.

I follow her with glee,
And beg that she’ll give me

Breath like kibble (like kibble like kibble)
Kibble kisses (kisses kisses)
Breath like kibble (like kibble like kibble)
Kibble kisses (kisses kisses)

She follows her nose
To what she is eating.
Kibble kisses,
Kibble kisses.

Just when I think she’s mine,
With a foster she does recline.
She just ignores my bark.
And gives me a small snark.

We were once together.
Will I have it, ever,

Breath like kibble (like kibble like kibble)
Kibble kisses (kisses kisses)
Breath like kibble (like kibble like kibble)
Kibble kisses (kisses kisses)

Why’d she reject me?
And all that I am?
I stole her food?
I tore her stuffed lamb?

My beagle queen stands here
And woofs to me so dear.
Kibble kisses?!
Kibble kisses!!

It’s my favorite! (Favorite! Favorite!)
Kibble kisses (kisses kisses)
Oh boy! My favorite! (Favorite! Favorite!)
Kibble kisses (kisses kisses)

Smells like kibble (like kibble like kibble)
Kibble kisses (kisses kisses)
Smells like kibble (like kibble like kibble)
Kibble kisses (kisses kisses)

Who could quibble (could quibble could quibble)
Kibble kisses (kisses kisses)
Who could quibble (could quibble could quibble)
Kibble kisses (kisses kisses)