[POEM] Panting

Virginia the Viruliferous

The dog is panting,
pacing, drooling,
knows not what his heart is doing.
In a panic,
so dramatic,
as I sit weeping, cooing.

There is no gunfire
in the distance.
The crack of fireworks is not present.
What do you fear
my fluffy dear?
Tell me, what is your sentence?

How can I drive
away the shivers
and help you sleep away your fears?
What can I do
to prove to you
what makes you tremble
is not there?

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