Once I fell deeply in love
With a dog.
His name was Tampico
And He died
In fact
He was murdered.
After his burial,
I swore never to love
Another brown-eyed dog.
The worst part is
I partook
In the very feast
That raised my suspicions...
Kebabs and drinks.
My heart
Felt funny that night
As I ate with my neighbors.
But my tongue
Was double sure
It was tasting goat.
Guess I can't trust
That member
Those bloody neighbors!!
They smiled
In their heads
And watched me
Savor Tampico's meat.
I knew then,
That I will never ever fall
For another canine
As long as I live,
Unless of course
I turn vegetarian
Along the line.
You see
Tampico was not just
Any gutter-dog.
He had been pampered
From birth...
How do you think
He got his name?
And to be completely honest,
He caused his own death.
He had no business
Running off
To do the neighbor's dog
Without taking precautions...
Without watching his back.
He never listened to me.
When it came to matters of the groin,
Tampico would just not listen.
"Tampico bring the bitch home"
I kept telling him.
But no, he ignored me.
He was disrespectful,
That dog!
The white fluffy bitch next door
Had completely stolen his heart
and took his brains along with it!
He would leave
For days on end
Stuck with her
One day he left
And never came back.
My stomach digested him well though.