a swan and a dog
A dog and a Swan
I remember a black swan in a hotel's pond
it was a master of his domain or walk on the lawn
surrounding the lake.
A little yapping dog a spoilt thing how had caviar
for dinner, got to near, the sawn grabbed and
drowned it and lovely was the peace.
I should have interfered and try to rescue the cur,
but the swan made it clear not to step in, in a way
the bloody dog got what it deserved.
And this ladies and gentlemen was an alternative poem.