“Leash and Collar”

The wind came by and picked me up

My heart dropped down but my body flew up

I dreamt a pile of words

Then woke up and threw up

I got drop-dead drunk, steeling myself before printing lines of SMUT!

I'M not a great one, yet not a bad one

Somewhere in between and that’s what makes me all

Mixed up

Skipping cracks in the road slipping on down and quickly went from my feet to my butt

Got right back up to dust myself off

Had a moment of clarity

AND SHOUTED REAL MUTTS NEVER GET DEALT THEIR CARDS FAIRLY!