My rule is absolute,
My subjects love me with no condition,
although they may be required to sit, or lay prostrate on the ground in my presense.
You will eat crumbs from the floor, while I feast on roast bird,
and I allow nary a glance at my sumptious feast .
You learn what I teach, and jump when I speak,
and will never leave the boundaries which I have set.
I bring you to dungeons, where my hires, poke and prod,
though you have done nothing to deserve such a terrible fate.
Nonetheless, you love me, I am your world.
You sit and stare at this amazing being,
for whom you have fought the biggest bear in the kingdom.
You find game in the forest, I take it away,
you try to run and I call you back,
you lay at my feet worshipping me,
even as I write these arrogant words.
Today is the day I will torture you with water,
though you will shake and cry out,
the water will come none the less,
and when it is over, you will sit and look pitifully,
at the man who you love so dearly.
Maybe, just maybe,
I will give you a piece of hard stale bread for you troubles.
I have made you swim mighty rivers,
or run till you've dropped, all just for my pleasure.
All this, and I require no chains, or bars to keep you here,
you stay willingly, and then ask for more.
And this is why I love you, my wonderful, wonderful dogs.
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