It was a cool tin roof, <br />and you chided me about <br />letting Josh sleep out <br />there until early one <br />morning he woke me up <br />barking. I looked out the <br />window, saw some <br />hooligans lighting a car <br />on fire, and called the fire <br />department. Josh was the <br />hero, and after that you <br />told people you thought it <br />was cute that he knew <br />how to climb out onto the <br />roof to stay cool on hot <br />summer nights. You <br />could have at least <br />acknowledged your <br />mistake in chiding me <br />instead of giving me that <br />sneer and cute little Elvis <br />hip-shake when I called <br />you on it.<br /><br />Michael Philips<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/don-t-be-cruel/
