Petes Poetry

Cat and dog

Cat and dog, who lead who?
It's a game of minds, if you only knew.

To be part of the family, it's natural to fight.
One scratches and claws, one with a vice like bite.

So pat me if you can, I know you'll never lick my ass.
To self pleasure ourselves, a culture of the past.

So chase me, stalk me, it's a religion to prey.
It's all in the service, to do this everyday.

Peter Riddoch.




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