• Disgustingly, wretchedly, appalling!
    Why on earth does that dog keep bawling?!
    I've put water in his bowl and food in his tray,
    but still I can't get his barking to go away!

    Pacing, pacing, two and fro!
    What he's chasing I can't pretend to know!
    A knock, a pat, a tip and a tatter?
    Some ones at the door, that must be whats the matter.

    My feet in my slippers and a shirt on my chest...
    Oh I better get some pants, I think that'd be best.
    A thudding of my cane and a shuffling of my feet,
    I opened the door and what did I meet?

    The wind whistled passed, and I swore dust bowl did too!
    A dust bowl in the suburbs? Who knew!
    I looked back and fourth, I looked to my right
    I might have looked left, but nothing was in sight!

    That's when I heard it, a howl and a yelp!
    I turned to my dog who was in desperate need of help!
    A box of mystery and danger was on the attack!
    I spent way too much money not to get that mutt back.

    The cardboard had lodged on his head like a hat,
    and that's when I decided, "This dog is too fat!"
    I wandered over towards my friend in slow motion,
    because the only time I move fast is when I slip on some lotion.

    I threw my cane aside and grabbed at the flap,
    I tugged and I pulled till the mysterious box gave my face a good SLAP!
    When the stars began to fade and my vision had cleared
    I gasped in horror at what had appeared!

    There was my dog, his head all a flutter,
    chewing and chopping with his face covered in peanut butter!
    Now don't tell me that's not scary, no if and's or buts!
    You'd be scared too if you were allergic to nuts.

    -Rachel A. Osborn