I Wish I Could Be Entertained This Easily

poetry

Fetch!
I say
He bounds off
After a yellow tennis ball
Tail wagging
Tongue sagging
Saliva splashing
Bolting at, and on one bounce
He leaps off hind legs
Snatching the ball in air
Galloping back at full speed
He presents the soaking ball
To me as if it were a prize
Rolling it off his tongue
With elegant presentation
His head cocks
One ear bends
His mouth smiles
(At least looks like it)
Again. His face says
Throw it again.

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