Delirious

By Darren M. Grine

 

 

 

 

 

Iím a whippet and I love to play

Savoring the moment to run all day

 

I wait for something to zip on by

Hoping to chase and catch it on the fly

 

While enjoying a scamper in the park

Iíll zoom recklessly and sometimes bark

 

If you turn to look the other way

 Iíll take off because I donít do as you say

 

You might think of me as breathless

At times my gutsy image makes me careless

 

With my long and tapered muzzle

Your newspaper becomes a frazzled puzzle

 

Even though I like to tear things apart

My irresistible grin will steal your heart

 

Most of my requests are outstanding

If itís not top of the line I start demanding

 

Food on the table becomes open game

If itís steak or pizza Iím always to blame

 

That loveseat in the corner I consider mine

If you want to sit here you better wait another time

 

My actions become a center of dispute

No matter the controversy I always look cute

 

I seem to go through life without a care

Many pause to admire me or just stop to stare

 

Even though Iím known as precarious

Iím a whippet, acclaimed to be intent and delirious

 

 

Copyright ©2005 Darren M. Grine

 

 

 

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