David’s Journal

I keep a close watch on this pup of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the end in hand of the leash that binds
Because you’re mine, I walk the dog

They find you very, very ‘tractive, yes it’s true
Strangers walk up and say “Hi” to you
Yet, I’m a fool; I clean up all your poo
Because you’re mine, I walk the dog

Every night that’s dark and day that’s light
You take me to the dog park— what a sight!
You’re happiest when you go and pick a fight
Because you’re mine, I walk the dog

I’ve got no way to keep you on my side
Don’t like it when you go and run and hide
You showed your teeth once and the children cried
Because you’re mine, I walk the dog

I keep a close watch on this pup of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the end in hand of the leash that binds
Because you’re mine, I walk the dog

*=I don’t actually have a dog