Rearing up he roars
And though his spittle
Flies I find it
Funny that my
Little friend can show such
Enmity toward a
Stranger of his own morphology.
That he seems to feel such
Hate leads me to
Expect
Ghastly things would sure occur were I to
Even think
(Ne’er mind
The risk to me) of
Loosing him,
Even though he
May well want me to
And, although I love him so, I’m
Not prepared
To pay for any damage. I mean,
Have you heard how
Unreasonably priced
Going to the vet can be nowadays?
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