Why Are You Killing Me?

A poem

Angus!

You black dog. You cur.

Why are you killing me?

All day you lie in wait hiding

behind my chair.

Hoping to surprise me?

Waiting for a thrill?

Wanting to try me?

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Jonica Bradley💗POM-poet!💗

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