Poetry Thursday

   

Once again, Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton have provided us with a photo for Poetry Thursday.

Is it love, or is it assault?

Is it consensual, or is someone at fault?

Did someone call a halt?

If yes, will her story be taken with a grain of salt?\

It is never a problem with animals

That’s what keeps funding pet mills

Pets are never choosey

Between abstinent and a floozy

Because of this our parents remove our privates 

(Believe me, humans couldn’t survive it)

Having the procedure isn’t fun

But after it is done a dog may have 1,000 problems but a bitch is never one

Pets don’t miss their private parts 

Any more than not being able to burp or fart

Cute looks and snuggles is the way of making love for a pet

It is sweet, effortless, and a lot less wet

We sit, rub noses, and ears we lick

Doing it anywhere else is sick

We groom, pet, and chew

We don’t have to learn a position which is new 

It is a relief

Not to have to be a lover like Omar Sharif

It does not make us weep

The beds are only for sleep

First, our parents perform on us castration

Then we taught them abstention

When we took over the beds

And kept our parents from copulating like a couple of shitheads