Underdog

'It's a bird!
It's a plane!
It's a frog!
No, it's Underdog!'

Flying through the sky, with a billowing red cape, trailing behind me,
My snout in the air, my tongue lolling out,
I sniff and pick out that unwanted scent,
Of the criminal that I am after.

I decided long ago, that my true identity would be only know to my dearest friend,
My owner, Jack, who I love very much.
Only he and I know, that me, Shoeshine, is really Underdog,
The superhero dog of the twenty-first century.

Of course, there's Holly.

I long to tell her who I really am.
She loves my hero side, and not my regular life.
It was only once that I went out to eat with her,
On top of the White House, as Underdog, eating spaghetti like Lady and the Tramp.

But tomorrow is another day,
Another chance to save the world.
Another day to romp around with Jack during my free time,
And another day, to have some good old doggie fun.