Poetry Break: Idle Dogs

Left alone, in the home

Without a bone to chew

A dog will wander, searching, searching

For something wicked to do

A wire to bite, a rug to soil, a trash can to explore

A dog alone, without a bone 

Will do all that

And really quite a bit more

A dog alone, without a bone

will trash whatever can be found

It's true, you can say, 

every day and in every way...

An Idle Dog is the Devil's Playhound ...