What Punk by Dino Hi

What? Looking at me with your staring eyes
Your body language telling me everything
No need for words, it's your posture I watch
Your eyes never leaving my movement
Bending your head slightly down
Slowly moving my way, tense with anticipation
I slowly put my gloves on, watching from a side eye
My back turned, you think you've got the advantage
I turn quickly, instant reflex, jab, one, two, three, four
Grab your head, into a headlock, twisting it back and forth
Throw you to the ground, leg lock around your waist
Rolling around and around, on the ground
You break loose, we're up, jab, one, two, three, four
I'm winded, breathing hard, getting weak
You jump, hit me in the chest
OK! OK! You win, I've had enough
It's a game we play everyday
"Siber Boy" What a dog, smiling for more
What punk? You're going down!

Capricorn (62.30.218.103) -- Tuesday, May 27 2003, 11:29 am

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Sounds like you have lots of fun with your dog! Thanks for sharing.

Dino (64.159.117.251) -- Monday, June 2 2003, 07:06 am

Thanks Cap!
Thanks Cap for your nice comment. Ya, he's looks like a wolf and big enough to hurt me if he wanted to. This poem will help me to remember him when he's gone. I might engrave his poem on a stone. Won't be title "What punk!" Thanks again.

Martin Vann (171.75.207.242) -- Wednesday, June 4 2003, 09:08 pm

Siber Boy, a true friend!
Dino;

Siber Boy is my kind of riend, I have seen his head turn to the side,, his buut up high,head down low wainting then POUNCE, upon us with love! Truly, among the best frineds we ever had, I'm sorry for that day which will come, but I know youlove Siber Boy, and he will be happy, when that day comes. You did good Dino, pat Siber Bouy once for me, okay? The engraving that will last is already placed, its in your heart, Dino. I understand this poem and Cap has one about her pet, have you read it?

Thanks, loved it, really, vey much.

MartinV

Dino (67.24.58.143) -- Wednesday, June 4 2003, 11:20 pm

Thanks Martin!
Thanks Martin, for a very nice comment.They are truely a best friend. It doesn't matter how you look, how rich, or if your crippled. They become your devoted friend and very happy to see you all the time. Yes, I have read Caps poem. She is the one to inspire me to write this poem and about the rock. We love our pets, no matter what they are. Thanks again Martin for taking the time to read my poem.

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