Oscar on the treadmill
now my Chihuahua in
the bath he has to swim in case
the other
dogs give chase the sand can be a cruel stretch he turns
the mouse-eared head
most plaintive no teeth show
yet
the paws are
pedalling kneading up the
puddings dutiful
the grittiness of toil from top to tail
the rocket to the stone
non-evasion no swag saviour we turn we swim
for home
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