Puppy Dog
Puppy Dog
There she sits with her puppy dog
she strokes him for a while,
she hides an awful secret
behind her sweet little smile
She cannot play like the puppy dog
she cannot jump around for joy,
she can only sit and wonder
would it be different were she a boy?
She wonders why she is dis-liked
by the people she calls Mom and Dad,
she wonders why they keep hitting her
and telling her that she is bad?
She wonders why they play with the dog
and love him as if he where the child?
she wonders why they injure her
if she laughs or even smiles?
She wonders why her daddy touches her,
and threatens her not to tell?
They seem to love their puppy-dog,
why can't they love her as well?
By: Juliana Bond 2006 (c)
There she sits with her puppy dog
she strokes him for a while,
she hides an awful secret
behind her sweet little smile
She cannot play like the puppy dog
she cannot jump around for joy,
she can only sit and wonder
would it be different were she a boy?
She wonders why she is dis-liked
by the people she calls Mom and Dad,
she wonders why they keep hitting her
and telling her that she is bad?
She wonders why they play with the dog
and love him as if he where the child?
she wonders why they injure her
if she laughs or even smiles?
She wonders why her daddy touches her,
and threatens her not to tell?
They seem to love their puppy-dog,
why can't they love her as well?
By: Juliana Bond 2006 (c)
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