Victorious [rev] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Quietly sitting and steadily going mad in the study,
dogs incessantly barking at nothing - grabbed the
rolled-up newspaper & ran out to frog-march both
evil-doers ‘dog-whisperer style’ into a corner and
put the fear of death into them; chasing, hitting a
table, tree-stumps, grass, dogs & concrete

Not painful just a wonderful noise - they defy me,
continue barking as soon as I re-enter the house,
I corral them onto the porch and there they creep
under the table; in laughing displeasure I pull the
blanket over them - and only after quite a while -
Junior ventures out, I hit the table again & frog-

March him back to his den; as a shivering Junior
sits in front of the gate I let the barkers out - one
bark, a threatening swish with newspaper; finally
they’re scared & retrained into silence, a broad-
smiling me sits victorious at my computer again