Delirious

Delirious

By Darren M. Grine

I’m 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

I’ll zoom recklessly and sometimes bark

If you turn to look the other way

I’ll take off because I don’t 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 it’s not top of the line I start demanding

Food on the table becomes open game

If it’s steak or pizza I’m 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 I’m known as precarious

I’m a whippet, acclaimed to be intent and delirious

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