Popular Poems About a Pandemic

She cocks her head and stares,  
offers a paw in the air,  
The paw is a word, the stare  
a question, when the liquor  
is drunk unchilled, they will stare  
 
In the coldness of covid,  
the paws comforted, rescued  
our souls, the whip of the tail  
delighted, near and nudging,  
ears keen to woes and worries  
 
she flops down beside me, her  
bottom up, and demands the rub,  
near and nudging, she stares when  
I stop, we healed when we stroked  
petted bathed nuzzled fed
 
she...