Fisher
Jack Rascal
Today, today, a brand new day
Like a hybrid calf, not leather
But fur- Spotted browns and whites.
A new beginning, solace under a master in training.
The bitch birth few, kitties most feared.
Oh, mom, I take that one. The spotted one.
Over some harm, who's to know
He soon ended back where he came from, the kennel.
Along came polly, sally, but none inhered to tally.
Of nervous hopes, a dash of salt, a pickled dream
Unveils another boy, a giant of belly and snout.
And who's to decide? Will he stay, go or fetch.
With wet cold muzzle, appearing integument
He reaches.
Staring at all directions, sniffing, nightdreaming
Soon the light is block, a bulk of prescribed daze.
Mary's lamb, nudging his famished crave
Building castles in the air, or perhaps,
balling with trotsky- a glutton man.
Cock rises, Clock ticks, another day.
Rascal will be the name. A hound,
A wolvish visage. But not today
For the moment, he wants it his way
Woof.
Today, today, a brand new day
Like a hybrid calf, not leather
But fur- Spotted browns and whites.
A new beginning, solace under a master in training.
The bitch birth few, kitties most feared.
Oh, mom, I take that one. The spotted one.
Over some harm, who's to know
He soon ended back where he came from, the kennel.
Along came polly, sally, but none inhered to tally.
Of nervous hopes, a dash of salt, a pickled dream
Unveils another boy, a giant of belly and snout.
And who's to decide? Will he stay, go or fetch.
With wet cold muzzle, appearing integument
He reaches.
Staring at all directions, sniffing, nightdreaming
Soon the light is block, a bulk of prescribed daze.
Mary's lamb, nudging his famished crave
Building castles in the air, or perhaps,
balling with trotsky- a glutton man.
Cock rises, Clock ticks, another day.
Rascal will be the name. A hound,
A wolvish visage. But not today
For the moment, he wants it his way
Woof.
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