Writing 201: Poetry, Day Four — Animal, Concrete Poem, Enjambment

Give a dog

Baby and Baby
are singing again. My favourite.
Knick-knack, knick-knack, knick-knack
Paddy-whack, paddy-whack
Oh! Go on! What’s
next? Something
for me? Tell me!
I need to know.
I know – I’ll sit.
Sitting’s good.
I can’t keep my
tail still. I’ll roll
over. That’ll do it.
They’re not watching me so
I’ll speak. Now they’re cross. I’ll lick
faces to say I’m sorry. Yum
Tastier than treats.