Same Canal Odors...

a stinking dog sits below me
it has a way of feeling my feet
with its canal flavored tummy

affection it shows
and that i must understand
despite the dislike
i must somehow reciprocate it
with a pat on its
back

'nice dog' i say
faithful all the way

with its ultra sense of smell
it has not registered any complaint at all
about myself.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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