My dog, Jacob

by chiaro0990

Published March 9, 2012

Oh Jacob, my dearest pet,
why did you pee on my box?
I'm supposed to take this 
to my friend; until the box 
becomes your fire hydrant.

And now, you, 
standing next to me;
gazing--with your pupils are widen 
as if they're moon in the sky.
Too bad, for I am blind; 
I couldn't see the stars 
within your eyes.

Grasping the broom which lays 
beside me, 
is the one thing I love the most 
to move your ass off 
from the ground, you pest!
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