A dog’s life.

Life wouldn’t be a slog,
If I could only be a dog.
Forget the austerity farce,
All I need is to smell dogs arse.
Tongue out running down the path,
Admiring mounds of shit I shat.
Up a tree the cat it calls,
I sit down and lick my balls.

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