Sometimes pills are like happy dogs.
Swallow them down and they taste like puppy heaven.
Your rear begins to wag, your tongue hangs down
And you suddenly realize that there's nothing better
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Wow! As extended metaphors go, this one goes the farthest. I BELIEVE IN THE REALITY OF PUPPY PILLS. I love the sheer audacity of your transformation into a dog, heightened, happy and hilarious. But there's another level here: You made all if this happen by means of words, or more precisely, manipulating words. That's the poet's achievement.
Hahahahahahahahahaha- - You are a delight to read from your serious poetry to your humorous ones. Happy puppy dog pills! ! ! ! ! ! My word, girl, you have such a lovely and lively mind that you catch me up in your world be it a serious one or a humorous one and sometimes an unsettling combination of both [I think that is called complexity! ]. I absolutely love reading you, top poet! 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Yes, the body is one's own little puppy and it loves to be taken for a run. When it sees its master getting ready, it will snap out of its drowse and frisk around.
I'll follow your advice - call the doctor If you find you've grown a tail…or two.
Yes, the feeling of being a puppy dog is wonderful, but unfortunately, there can be side effects. Take care and thanks for reading! :)
Can I have some, I'm over 53, I need something to make my tail wag, and like many an old dog, I soon get out of breath! (walkies that is!)
Hahaha! I wonder what kind of pills are these to invite these interesting imaginations. Thanks for sharing.
No pills in particular. I wrote this when I was wishing for a pill that would cure whatever ailed...and imagined how fun it would be to feel like a puppy. Thanks Savita! :)
forget about abstemiousness with the puppy dog pills! —i want them as a steady diet. hi, jette! hoping this finds you well and friskily slobberingly happily puppyish, glen p.s. i turned seventy the day before yesterday; i'm an official septuagenarian. -g