11-10-2018, 01:28 PM
Back to the pound
I got a new dog from the pound
to keep my old one company. A hound
for my dainty little dog. No sound
I heard for a full thirty minutes, then bound-
ing steps, the hurl and gliding, nonstop humping,
till the newcomer crowned
himself and peed on my little collie thing.
Back to the pound you’ll go, tyrant king,
back to the pound.
I got a new dog from the pound
to keep my old one company. A hound
for my dainty little dog. No sound
I heard for a full thirty minutes, then bound-
ing steps, the hurl and gliding, nonstop humping,
till the newcomer crowned
himself and peed on my little collie thing.
Back to the pound you’ll go, tyrant king,
back to the pound.