Submarine Sandwich for Molly

a poem by Kevin Rottweiler, USA

Molly an old English Bulldog
with salivating chin
looked up at the sandwich
and her nose twitched
took a peek for master
went even faster
down down down
did the submarine sandwich go
down Molly's pink throat
smiling smiling smiling
whining whining whining
laughing laughing laughing
with salivating chin
left no scraps
left no hint
and the methane from
Molly's tail pipe
made master quite upset
"I don't want the sandwich now"
he declared

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