November 12: Big Miss

A dachshund’s an unsubtle little creature
Whose manners are perfunctory at best,
Whose stubbornness confounds the patient teacher,
By whom a grand persona is possessed.

But luckily attempts at stealing food
Are oft preceded by a stalking mien,
And throes of undesired solitude
Through yaps and cunning poses can be seen.

While some requests in healing take a while,
And naughtiness produces looks contrite
That last a second, then becomes a smile,
Love needn’t be well-polished or polite.

On days of politics and half detentes,
It’s really nice to know what someone wants.

For AWR. You are awesome.

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