You fox you hound you

You fox you hound you
Find my skin tasteful
Turning me into a lick factory

You pounce on my lap
Curl into a ball
Close your eyes and leave
I’m left alert alone with your
Heap atop me

Don’t you know I’m not comfortable?
Who told you I could be such a useful chair?

I speak.

“Sleep little one won’t you sleep,
I’m all alone here let sleep be brief,
Sleep young pup, how ‘bout this,
I know you’ll wake when you must piss”

– Eric McCarty (1/16/2012)

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