THE SIESTA OF SOCRATES’ DOG

  

Don’t make me tell you the truth

It’s best to let sleeping dogs lie

 

Instead you poke and you prod

And think it’s so cute

 

When you whisper my name in my ear

My tail thumps on the floor

 

My whiskers twitch when you tickle me

You can’t leave well enough alone

 

One day I’ll leap up and I’ll bite you

And then we’ll both be sorry

 

All I want is to go on dreaming

Let me continue lying that way