Mark Heathcote

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Animal Instincts… - Poem by Mark Heathcote

She swished her tail, lank and lean
Strung me along on a lead
No dog I to be treated mean.
Treated like a mongrel breed…

My senses ran above bare ankles
Purring likes a cat - I longed
To play once more with, round baubles
Have her sit in my lap - pronged.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 14, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, July 14, 2014

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