This is for Aaron Rowe.

Bark of the Underdog

For renewed inspiration
I turn, again, to perspiration
Dripping from nervous skin,
Not mine, mark you, but
That of Rin Tin Tin or Gunga Din,
Or Rasputin or Vera Lynn,
All brave in their own way,
From the last bite to stage fright,
From loyalty to royalty,
All looking to make their mark
By bugle, song, prayer or bark,
And in my dark anonymous corner
Last frequented by Little Jack Horner,
I look in the mirror, stick up my thumb,
And sigh with relief that I am dumb!

Chris Fernie, 2006

Poetry by Chris Fernie
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Written on 2006-10-21 at 22:54

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Kathy Lockhart
This is so cute and clever. I love this. You have me laughing and smiling. Ah, such a great stress reliever. Thanks Chris. : )