The Elusive Norse Viking Wolf-Dog Hybrid Experiment
Two Quarters Cared For
Two Quarters Always Caring
Two Quarters Smelly Breath
Two Quarters Always Smelling
Two Quarters Rabbit Eater
Two Quarters Rabbit Scaring
Two Quarters Thick Fur
Two Quarters Shaved Right Down
A Half Of Domestic Love
And A whole Of Human Being
With eyes blacker than the centre of the earth
With a heart bigger than a supertonic black hole
With a soul with more rings than Jupiter
With fur more colorful than a children's jumping castle
With a tongue so goofy
Anteaters would feel jealousy
With a smile so razor sharp
It could cut cement with glee
With a collar so permanent
Only King Author would dare pry it from its stone
Without pain
Like a wild orangutan being freed from its cage
Without violent teeth
Like a shark visiting its dentist
Without going "nay"
Because he never smoked joints with horses
Without going "purr"
Because he had a cat eating fetish
Without going "Oink"
Because he wasn't a goddamn pig
With never giving in to peer pressure
To change his beauty
And with never failing to stay put
When that door in our mind opens up
He could run off at anytime
Right out the door...
But he doesn't
He just stares at us
Looking at us with those soul-unveiling eyes
He will never leave his nostalgic home
He will never become a skinny stray
Even with him living elsewhere now
He always be standing on that open door in our minds
Looking at the abyss
Waiting for his friends to come home
Waiting to see his friends one more time
Waiting to play with his friends one more time
Pawing
Licking
And humping that invisible shield
The one that keeps him in his home....
And from running out of our minds to chase some squirrel