An Unappreciated Gift

The shape of Mount Everest,

And nearly the size

My dog’s defecation

On my neighbor’s lawn lies.

The shape of an axe

(Because that’s what it is),

My neighbor reminds me

To keep off what’s his.

The shape of a puppy

And the acent of a fart,

My dog watches this thinking

“They just don’t get my art.”

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