A new trick.
The same ol'll do.
Whoever
Saw
a two legged
Hound
up and
In a tuxedo?
Metal tip
Shoes
to tap, tap,
tappity, tap... such a show.
But tell none
how
It begun.
A puppy
with
Four legs
Got gimped.
The intent
is still
Debated
(i.e. too much
sour mash,
spite the wife,
a morbid
curiosity,
etc.)
But the pup
Wouldn't die.
It learned to
Slither-crawl,
and
Soon stood.
That alone
Left most
Satisfied.
However,
one night
at Bill Malort's,
the jukebox
kicked up
a tune
at random.
And the dog started to howl,
hopping.
People clapped.
Pooch pranced from hand to hand --
pets complimenting.
The dog's been around...
hell if it matters.
Sits on his haunches,
panting in the corner,
till a tune
fires his feet.