Curb Your Freakin' Dog: (A Poem)
Damn you, Cerebus, dog-hound of Hell
Why do you bark at me with your
Many heads as I pass by
You challenge me, separately
But as one
You demean me, individually
But as a collective
Oh, but only I had the might
Of Hercules, I would render
You, and let your owners bark at
Me directly if they so dare
For, it is not you, brutish ones
Who bear me enmity, but your
Human masters, but why, oh why
It is because I walk and do
I pump my feet and do not drive
Curb your freakin' dog as I pass by
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