The Dog Wants A Burger, a poem

We walk on the beach
one of us wrestles seaweed
The tide goes out
one us says, God’s speed!

We run into other dogs
one of us pretends I’m not there
I suggest some restraint
one of us flies through the air

One of us gets a burger
on the ride home
I suggest the ball
One of us wants a bone


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