or Iowa
i say to the dog sitting
in my lap.
a nice big farm
house out on the prairie.
how would you like that?
a big field
to run in.
no fences,
and me not walking
you on a leash
with a plastic bag
in my hand.
you want to bark, go
ahead and bark
your shaggy little
head off.
there's no one around
to hear you.
no neighbors to complain.
should we pack our
bags and go?
give me a ruff,
two being yes.
one being no.
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