You call me dish dog
Yet I bark at none
You throw me a bone-
And oh my god,
if I catch you not looking
I may snap up whats cooking.
your harsh words only inspire me
your mild insults only fire me
stand back and watch me burn
in your own dish pit you will learn
for there I am the master
call me what you will, bastard!
for when the snow is gone
I may mark my territory on
Your front door-
and ma by even more
watch what you say
or feel wrath of rabid gaze!
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