To Satisfy an Itch

or

Pet Peeve
                                           
"That dog's a menace to the community.      
I'm taking her to the sheriff to make sure she's destroyed."       
-- Miss Almira Gulch,       
a citizen taxed,       
speaking of a pet owner      
    
*       
        
As sheriff of the county Chasing Rainbows you decide       
if Miss Almira Gulch still all but lame on being bit       
de facto is a wicked witch in loathing to abide       
one mangy little pigtailed retard dressed in gingham shit         
who daily in Miss Gulch's poppy garden off a rope       
uncouthly buries monkey bones or hikes a leg to whizz       
or craps a yellow brick of tapeworms of one widescreen scope      
or bursts out into showtunes as she farts to do her biz      
till with the stealer of each scene straight skipping off to screw --     
the ill-bred bitch a house of littered Totos drops on you.    
       
*      
       
a dedication of Respect       
for       
the Pain of each unnecessary pet --    
no owner being potty trained    
    
a revolving helios rhyme menippean satire on      
the wicked old ideology irresponsible of breeding      
conscious,    
feeling    
"fur babies"  
for playthings      
    
march, 2023 -- yet each year on this side of the rainbow      
the Reality in the united states alone (including kansas) of approximately    
5.4 million witchy cats --    
aside from 1.2 million Totos too --    
ding-dong dead in the ditch