The dog glares at me
As he lays there
Curled up at one end of the couch
We stare at each other
Sitting there with his icy glare
He doesn't move
Curled in his corner
He has nothing to prove
When I bring a visitor over
He
acts like a puppy
But when my visitor leaves
He turns and growls at me than
goes back on to the couch
And starts to glare
again
That dog has
vengeance towards me
I know he doesn't
like me
But when he is
needy
He will beg in
front of me
With his sad puppy
eyes
I don't understand
that dog
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