You might think I am just
a fifteen-year-old by
with brown hair
and green eyes
But I know I am greater
much greater than that
not a roller coaster or cat
not a mouse or a bat
A dog
a hobbled dog
when I am demented
or feeling alone
When I go home and pout
listening to a feel-good howl at night
I am a dog hog-tied
not moving
puppies whining
wanting to play
But when I break loose
my dog wakes its paws again
puppies yelp with joy
and show their wrestling skills once again
I become a wrestlemania dog
with fierce, gentle attacks
surprising everyone with my fierce gentle moves
I jump and torpedo towards them
I am constantly moving
until I get exhausted
and thats when wrestlemania ends
I take a power nap and start over again
and again
and again
The brown haired, green eyed boy
is a dog
A hobbled, tied,fierce yet gentle, dog