For the morning
sees the light and
the sunshine sees
the paperboy getting
chased by the dog on
horseback, creating havoc
and wishing it weren't true.
Chomp goes the dog,
Ouch goes the boy,
He says something else
That is too much to write,
Pedaling as hard as he
can, he tried to out-run
this mongrel with fleet feet.
Collapsing breath, harder,
Harder, HARDER, until
muscles can't function
anymore, driving harder,
until the bike starts to
decay, panting deathly while
a dog, never tiring, sees a car
that's more of a challenge
than a writhing youngster on
the road with a swollen foot.
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