Woof!
It's tough being a puppy, there is
little doubt about that when a human
decides they're duty-bound to stifle
all our natural inclinations the impulse
ingrained in our prebirth memory
that emerge just as soon as we do
compelling us to be natural. And
natural is emptying our bowels and
bladders whenever the urge overtakes
marking here and there whether it's a
backyard or a house, all the same to us
why wouldn't it be? Upon us is placed
the unnatural burden of being our own
agents in transforming what nature
has endowed us with to please the
picky nature of humans. Forbidden
the delights of aromatic ordure; not
to nibble nor to roll. The sporty exercise
of digging in the garden, racing after cars?
Forget it. We've got to be well 'socialized'
to spare those humans of embarrassment
at antics that may seem peculiar to them
but are simply us. No jumping on people
no licking their faces, no fun at all.
There are things our people do that
seem pretty peculiar to us, and we do
nothing to belabour that behaviour. Just
as well we're capable of sussing them
out. Does that prove which of our
species is more highly evolved?
Saturday, July 21, 2018
Labels:
Poetry
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