In the mind of a dog with Throw the Damn Ball, from @PlumeBooks

Surely, dogs have thoughts. And what a range of thoughts they have.

From the philosophical:

 Do I look like I’ve been caught
Deep in thought and with emotion fraught?
As if some distant land I’ve charted?
Don’t be fooled. It’s just that I’ve farted.

To the intense:

Rhyming is for cats,
with their tiny, tiny lips
and pretentious little way of nibbling their food.
When you drop them,
they always land on their feet,
which is tedious, like knowing that at the end of the line
you’re always going to get a rhyme.
You want your poem to rhyme?
I have one word for you:

Back to the philosophical:

From up here I can see
All the places I like to pee.
Thank you.

Read them all here — in Throw the Damn Ball: Classic Poetry by Dogs by R.D. Rosen, Harry Prichett, and Rob Battles.

Throw the Damn Ball