We tell ourselves
\nthey cannot speak
\nbut mutes of course
\nthey are not
\nthey just speak a different
\nlanguage
\nbut they understand a lot
\nas we do we can’t choose to not
\naccept them for of course we know
\nwhat they think
\nand how they think
\nand what will be a blow
\nto them
\nyea old and haggard
\nwith a heart that beats away
\nand realises they want
\na young version so they say
\nI am on the scrap heap
\nI limp a bit and I
\nneed to be got rid of
\nthat’s the reason why<\/p>\n
a newer prettier model
\none that turns the heads
\nI turn the heads for different reasons
\nand I’m costing them in Meds
\nso its clear the pound is looming
\nmy collar and my coat
\nare coming with me to the place
\nfor on me now they don’t dote<\/p>\n
in fact they do not care at all
\nits a younger dog they need
\nso I am being pensioned off
\nwith my collar and my lead
\na last look at the old house
\nand my basket by the hearth
\nI’m getting the injection
\nand taking the rainbow path <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
We tell ourselves they cannot speak but mutes of course they are not they just speak a different language but they understand a lot as we do we can’t choose to not accept them for of course we know what … Continue reading