By David Boyle
Class of 2006
Posted Thursday, Feb. 9, 2006, The OG, creative writing

The dog came down and tripped on the stair
on his way into the living room
When he fell he did not care —
He dashed ahead without affliction

No obstacle of any magnitude
could distract him from his ambition —
Such a pleasant insouciant attitude
can in life give us much latitude

His only care, and his greatest foe
was the tail that sticks from his posterior —
He would chase and fight it so,
only to find that it was his superior

I offered him a moist, paunchy treat —
he quickly indulges, and continues his chase
of an enemy, so elusive, that will bring
nothing but tribulations — this is sure to be the case

Through persistence and obduration
he meets nothing but failure —
Despite this derelict, his evanescent melancholy
turns to new determination

A squirrel sneaks across my deck with conniving
eyes that are pleading my dog to take action —
New opportunity and his strength of heart
turn to new satisfaction