Lost Dog

Lost Dog

A Poem by MiLk
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Written from a dog's point of view.

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I found a way out of the lonely back yard,
now I’m chasing down cars out on Venice Boulevard.
I can make a grown man lose his cool.
I’ve been kicked out of every obedience school.
I had to run away, because they wanted to get me fixed.
I’m meaner than a Pit Bull and a Doberman mixed.
I live for chasing tennis balls and bringing back sticks.
When I see a female wagging her tail,
I jump on her back, a couple pumps and then I bail.
Strolling down the alley and what do I see?
There’s a cat on the fence looking down at me.
He must have read my mind, cuz he booked.
He knew I’d eat him up like Sushi uncooked.
I might be a mutt, but my teeth will cut,
the gate wasn’t shut, so I step out with my strut,
while I’m thinking that my master can kiss my butt.

Lost Dog
And they’re looking for me
Lost Dog
I just want to be free
Lost Dog
And they’re looking for me
I took a dump on your lawn and I pissed on your tree…

I wait until it’s late and you’re all asleep,
then I bark real loud and I bark real deep.
I stop for a second so you think that I’m done,
but the all night bark fest has just begun.
I bark at the moon and I bark at the stars,
I bark at the cats and I bark at the cars.
I bark in the dark and you don’t know when it will end.
You fall back asleep and I start up again.
I gotta scratch, cuz a dog’s got fleas.
I’m foaming at the mouth because I’m infected with disease.
I ain’t the dog that’ll ever be found
locked up in the pound with my head hanging down.

Lost Dog
And they’re looking for me
Lost Dog
I just want to be free
Lost Dog
And they’re looking for me
I took a dump on your lawn and I pissed on your tree…

 

 

 

 

 

© 2008 MiLk


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this was a great writing, and if it isn't a song then it should be.

Posted 13 Years Ago


How come you didn't make a million dollars on this one?

Posted 14 Years Ago


so, is this a song? it sounds like a one.
I like your style, piercing, and really
making me perplexed. you shall post to
literary magazines, not here. it is good!
I mean it. This is a life - others who live such
a life,
cannot describe like you do.
in my opinion, it is your "plus".


Posted 15 Years Ago


This would almost make a great childrens book! except for the last line of course. LOL. Fun poem and I enjoyed the perspective.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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MiLk
MiLk

Los Angeles, CA



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I was born in Inglewood CA. and raised in Venice CA. I'm a Venice High School Dropout. I played guitar in 1980's Venice/Thrash/Crossover band Beowulf. Beowulf recorded and toured with Venice/Punk/Meta.. more..

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