I awoke this morning but I didn’t really want to,

An ugly little dog repeatedly barked right on cue,

As it continued I wondered why it would do that,

Maybe for a treat explaining why it’s so very fat,

It’s most likely spoiled and Fatty does as it pleases,

It’s master or slave comes running if Fatty sneezes,

A smaller fat dog stood by, I guess as bark back up,

These dogs are yappers, both brains fit in one cup,

Now, I’m not one that wakes to insult dogs of breed,

But the yapper breed lives by but one barking creed,

Perhaps if the unmerciful barking goes on all day,

I’ll find a noose and see what “slave” has to say,

Now my niece is a wonderful beautiful loving me child,

But her forever yapping dog is driving me totally wild,

And anyone, though rare, that loves me I should keep,

But if “it” tests my will not to “kill,” I may start to weep,

I’m very good at kill so I hope Fatty doesn’t test my will,

Sadism isn’t my trait but I did imagine one act of thrill,

In a bark-nightmare my boot is against Fatty’s fat head,

It thrilled me as I pulled out it’s tongue until near dead,

How did I dream with the bark from hell in rhythmic beat,

To be honest I think, perhaps I hallucinated in my defeat,

I have done so when weak and standing at death’s door,

It comes to a man when his body just can’t take anymore,

I may purchase or borrow a shock collar and stand by,

If Fatty continues to bark after shocking, I may start to cry,

The fat little dog may be blind or just too stupid to know,

I was ignored by Fatty dog as I yelled at it a short while ago,

As sanity departs my mind I have to ask anyone why,

Does a fatty dog eternally bark just to make me cry,

Patti’s desire to be sweet and loving to all is in play,

Because I love her so I’ve taped my mouth for the day,

An insult or two is riding the tip of my tongue today,

Words riding like a surfboard on the tip with lots to say

Ready to burst forth in but a bark of the last bark heard,

I hope dogs understand “bark” as a dog universal word,

If so Fatty dog just close your eyes and let me say,

Bark, bark, and more bark every other second today,

Yep, that’s bark, bark, bark, right back at Fatty, bark you,

Bark, bark, bark, I promise to bark at you, right on bark cue.

The barking end, by barking Pat with bark to all.

King family disclaimer:

(The King family does not condone violence or acts

of cruelty to sweet little animals, we have had Pat

tested for rabies and tranquilized him so he can sleep)