Who’s that?

Who's that person

That runs behind me?

He'll never catch up

Any idiot can see.

 

His face is red,

His eyes are set,

His forehead drips

With tons of sweat.

 

Who's this person,

Flicks a leash on my back.

"Think your so smart,

Just watch this Jack"!

 

He jerks to the left,

Then he jerks again.

I'll fix him,

He's driving me insane.

 

Now he pulls back,

He yells out slow.

I'll fix him,

Look how fast I can go.

 

Who's that person

Who now orders stand

I'll fix him,

I'll ignore his command.

 

He pulls me up,

But I'd prefer to sit.

I'll fix him,

The silly nit wit!

 

He grabs my legs,

Puts four on the floor.

I'll just lift up one,

Drive him nuts some more.

 

Push me, pull me,

Is the game we play.

But he can't win,

Not on this day.

 

Who's this person,

Sticks liver in my face?

He has no manners,

Oh, what a disgrace.

 

I heard someone say,

"He's a handler", you see

Well handle this buster,

I'm taking a pee.

 

He sure was angry,

Our eyes met.

When he looked down and saw,

His pant cuffs were wet.

 

By the time I was finished,

He just shook his head.

“Ok, you've won",

Was all he said.

(© Carol Kufner) 

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I would like to thank Carol Kufner for her kind permission to publish her poems on my blog.