Pitbull Bully

Long labelled a Dr. Doolittle Lover of creatures all Could never imagine the injustice Of raising a hurting hand To fall upon an animal But today on a peaceful path A corner turned And we were cornered By a pitbull bully Who had no intention of giving Shamus nor I his paw He rolled back his brindle gums All alligator like And charged at us a bayonet brandished No wag to his tail Rippling muscles of aggression Full steam ahead I literally at the end of my leash Saw flashes of this turning bad quickly Shamus saw the outcome different Stepped in front and squared himself Ever my Gallahad gargoyle Took the force of the bully' s bite And the attempt to break his backbone Determined to keep me safe At all costs Threw his mighty weight That others often refer to as fat And rolled from the gangland grip Of the foamimg face dog To stand his ground All gruff and growing braver Than the bully He was not to surrender if I Was to be jeopardized Or scarier yet, sacrificed There in the street, not far from The comfort of our home Amid my screams for the radical terrorizing hound To realize he choose the wrong two Nobody, but a lady with two small kids Rallied their troops to help.... My trustworthy warrior Fended off the brazen beast And fluffed off his fur As if to say 'I got this, Ma, We own this street' Footnote worthy: The pitbull not entirely to blame If at all, you see Watching all the while from a covered porch Front row to the boxing ring A hideous man holding a dog chain Unable or unwilling to call his dog off Much to my disgust And pity for the pitbull bully Tonight my trusty dog shall dine on steak After sunbathing on the lawn