OH, GROSS!

               A walk with Gyp and Tiggy on their leads
               Is always an adventure for their noses,
               The landscape like a news report each reads:
               Reports of poops and pees more than of roses,

               But best of all is sniffing out a bone
               Chucked from the window of a worker’s truck
               Snatched on the sly and savored as her own—
               A putrid, gross, delicious slimy snack.

               Good luck on wresting such great treats away
               From the clenched jaws of either of these girls
               Growling protectively if you should try:
               You’d think these bones were precious gems and pearls.

                    One way is to negotiate a trade,
                    So bring a treat: that’s how a deal is made.

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