Why Are You Killing Me?
A poem
Nov 5 · 1 min read

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?

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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