Every so often
I like to dress up,
to be Mr. Sniff
or even Bat-pup.
I imagine ~ I'm flying,
exploring unknowns,
all the while watching
for just those right bones.
And sometimes I find them,
all juicy and ripe.
I know I’m a dreamer,
but what’s the big hype?
I’m happy,
that’s what matters,
all dressed up and pretty.
Flying over dog houses
all through the city.

I really like the imagination that comes through in this piece, wonderful rhyming and flow 


sounds like my kind of super hound
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