Poem About Taking Your Dog Potty At Night

Into The S**tfilled Night

I’m ready for my walk.

My boots are laced up tight.

So leash me good and send me out

Into the shit-filled night.

Neither glass nor stones nor phlegm in the street,

Nor any of the crap with which the yard’s replete

Will cause my sensitive paws to freak

Or stop this dog from taking a leak.

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