Old dogs, war dogs, puppies or strays,
Poetry has power to brighten our days
Dog stories and poems are best read aloud,
To an audience of one or a theater crowd.
The sweetness of victory is celebrated in tribute to this rattlesnake’s last day - No Greater Scorn than Knife and Fork, No Greater Triumph than the Plate.
TODAY I ATE MY ENEMY
by Fred Lanting
Today I ate my enemy;
Washed him down with resinated wine,
And smiled the secret inner smile
Grim or gleeful cannibals know.
Tomorrow I shall wrap his hide
Around my hat,
And pin the band with a feather or a fang,
And strut the path I killed him on.
Tomorrow I shall call his kin
To come and see;
I’ll shake his rattles hanging from my neck,
And dare his mate to meet me on the road
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