we met in roundhay park,

she was walking her hound,

fettered with a muzzle, the

dog barely made a sound

that was half a life-time ago,

long defunct that labrador,

I'm the one on a short lead,

I rarely talk, let alone roar

personality's behind bars,

independence gone west,

castrated, house-trained,

where obedience is best

a daily run in the garden,

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