You call me a dog. <br />But you don't give me any meat. <br /> <br />You hear me bark at night. <br />You close the windows and fall asleep. <br /> <br />I'm not a great big growler... <br />And my bite is more a lick than not. <br />My friends bet me a dollar... <br />That they would hear me holler, <br />When you locked me out! <br /> <br />You call me a dog. <br />But you don't give me any meat. <br /> <br />You hear me bark at night. <br />You close the windows and fall asleep. <br /> <br />I'm not a great big growler... <br />And my bite is more a lick than not. <br />My friends bet me a dollar... <br />That they would hear me holler, <br />When you locked me out! <br /> <br />Goodbye! <br />'No more nipples will I lick! ' <br /> <br />Goodbye! <br />'No more feelings I am whipped! ' <br /> <br />Goodbye! <br />'I admit you drove me crazy, <br />And I'll miss the 'benefits' <br />The hound in me is stalking you... <br />And I have to resist! ' <br /> <br />Goodbye! <br /> <br />(Repeated Like Fresh Buds On Old Trees) <br /> <br />Goodbye! <br /> <br />(Repeated Like Fresh Buds On Old Trees) <br /> <br />Goodbye!<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/repeated-like-fresh-buds-on-old-trees/
