Before you step out the doorIf you leave me home alone
I'm going to poop on the floor
You know I'm am a broken dog
My life was bad before
I simply cannot help myself
I'm going to poop on the floor
When you leave my by myself
I feel shame and anger and more
No better way to express my pain
I'm going to poop on the floor
I give you one last pleading glance
Before you shut the door
I'm sad, I'm bad - I can't stop myself
I'm going to poop on the floor
This poem was inspired by true events. Yay for rescue dogs. I guess I'm happy that it's about the dog and not one of the children. I guess. Not that I leave my children alone, I don't, but I still don't expect them to express any sort of fecal outrage in the future either.
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