Dog Wanting My Food

Dog Wanting My Food
Larry Linville

My dog sits and looks up at me as I eat my little meal
His eyes with expectation stare in the hope of a good deal.
He thinks that I will miss my mouth and my food will hit the floor.
Attempting to keep on eating – his hungry stare I ignore.

He licks his lips so often and he prepares for quick attack.
His mind sees a large vision of me dropping my little snack.
Carefully he watches each movement of fork to my face
I think he’s so sure of himself that he begins to say the grace.

I am not a sloppy eater although stains adorn my shirt
The spots come from all the food I eat including my dessert
The floor is not a landing space for any crumbs that I may drop
So you can rest assured you’ll never need to get the mop.

Now I’m down to the final bite – I take it off of my plate.
Oops – that darn dog was right all along – he’s thinking he’s really great!

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