Woof, woof can’t you see?
That my bowl is empty
I will pointedly stare
Until you cave to my glare
And, if I don’t get real meat
Don’t think kibble’s a treat
I will beg, whine and pant
‘Til you answer my rant
Woof, premium food is all I’ll stand
Mom, you, yourself can eat store brand
No one ranks above thee….
But, I know you love me!