15 August 2012
Some dogs bark, they bite or chew,
But they don't kill, unlike you,
They're innocent with not a bad thing to say,
You find a friend, and make her your prey.
But no longer will I role over for you,
And kind words will be very few,
For I am not the dog here,
So it's time for your role as master to disappear.
I give to you my kindness and strength,
For a change, it's your turn to go to long lengths,
Your not taking the lead anymore,
I'll be happy to show you the door.
A Female Dog • Opuss № I