My Dog

My dog gnaws at the bark.
My dog breaks bubbled limbs
at the expense of his mouth’s ridge.
When My Dog hustles
lower animals bustle.
Disconnected “D I P L O M A T” and
blunderer fit to burst.

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Blue jays’ query?
They don’t find one in fleeing…
for they are and will and were
more graceful
than said blunderous Dog,
and they know it.