Princess Thunder Hoof

What dwells behind those devil dog eyes

And that cavernous canine smile?

The spirit of an Indian maid

Young Princess Thunder Hoof

 

Are you part coyote or a bit of hound dog?

Maybe lab or husky too

Looking like Original Dog

You’re primitive through and through

 

When you leapt headlong into my life

Your name was almost Soup

But as you stood there on my chest

I knew my Princess Thunder Hoof

 

Your paws are bigger than frying pans

Good thing you’re still a pup

And with teeth like that, I’m glad I’m yours

Now please just let me up

 

Why do you sass and backtalk so?

I’ll be dogged if ever I know

You may be a bitch but never a mutt

You’re purebred windigo

 

Are you my spirit?  Are you my mom?

Are you a backwards god?

One thing’s for certain; you followed me home

My Indian windigo dog

 

 

Thomas Hubbard (11/6/2007)

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