A Small Dog

remember when you told me to get a small dog?

it’d be good for me,
you said.

and i said,
that i can barely
take care of me,
and i don’t even
like small dogs.

but you persisted,
and you said,

a “small” dog.

bend the truth
a little bit.

well, i am.
’cause i got

a small “dog”

with whiskers
and white socks.

and i can still
barely take care of me,

but he’s good for me,

just like
you said.