The stray dog bombed my compound
Leaving his trade mark in the early morning rise
There was no barking; there was no way to know
The stray dog came sniffed it and deposited on it
I just can’t understand
The dogs and cats roaming at my compound
When there is an open public field
These animals don’t go there
They have to come
Visiting my garden and compound
Killing softly the poor green grass
Turning it brownish sucked off its life
The annoying factor
The owners of dogs and cats
They don’t take responsibility
They let loose
They don’t care what these animals do
So in the morning
Early sun rise I have to do
Scooping it up bury it in the soil
A new year with a stray dog bombed
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