Mr. Baxter – A Poem

Focus forward, 

On this page

My mind and screen are blurred

I need to pick 

The text that’s next

Perfection, every word 

Alas! Oh yes,

This word is best

It strikes the perfect chord

But wait! I’ll tell

Dude, what the Hell? 

You’re on my damn keyboard!

For real, my man

‘Twas funny, yeah

When first your paws would type

But now it’s old 

My books have sold

It’s just a cause to gripe

So please, my dude

Stop being rude 

Don’t walk across me now

Cause what I type

Creates the hype 

That buys your puppy chow

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