I love sitting on the stairs and watching the hustle and bustle of this great city, as people pass by doing what they think they must.
A few days ago, I sat just like that; while I sat staring at the monotony of human routine, a stray K9 came up to me. I got a packet of biscuits from the general stores right outside the building gates and sat back offering it to the dog, and the stray dog offered me the random rhyme written below...
I bark, I scare, I howl,
you pass me by, as u see me scowl..
You see me as you rush by,
on the street as I lie..
Watching you hurriedly walk,
and at times I choose to stalk..
As you wave a shooing hand,
I'm hoping if a chance I stand..
That it might be your happy day,
and you might feed a starving stray..
Most often I get kicked at,
I don't think too much, I leave it at that..
But seldom does a caring soul,
come along with biscuits and a milk bowl..
I jump, I wag, I prance around,
not for the food, but my love newfound..
I remember myself as a lil puppy,
all the love, kids, & once again I'm happy..
Those were the best days,
of my life as a stray..
All I now wish is, for a biscuit or two,
a pat on the head instead of a 'shoo'...
A few days ago, I sat just like that; while I sat staring at the monotony of human routine, a stray K9 came up to me. I got a packet of biscuits from the general stores right outside the building gates and sat back offering it to the dog, and the stray dog offered me the random rhyme written below...
I bark, I scare, I howl,
you pass me by, as u see me scowl..
You see me as you rush by,
on the street as I lie..
Watching you hurriedly walk,
and at times I choose to stalk..
As you wave a shooing hand,
I'm hoping if a chance I stand..
That it might be your happy day,
and you might feed a starving stray..
Most often I get kicked at,
I don't think too much, I leave it at that..
But seldom does a caring soul,
come along with biscuits and a milk bowl..
I jump, I wag, I prance around,
not for the food, but my love newfound..
I remember myself as a lil puppy,
all the love, kids, & once again I'm happy..
Those were the best days,
of my life as a stray..
All I now wish is, for a biscuit or two,
a pat on the head instead of a 'shoo'...