Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Dog On

Poachers beware, I'm being trained
To catch you in your poaching act.
Your killing ways won't be maintained
When I'm on duty - that's a fact.
Your quick escape is of the past.
From an airplane I'll parachute,
And I will be onto you fast.
You run - I'll run in hot pursuit.
And I will catch you - yes I will.
A happy poacher - you won't be.
But unlike you, I will not kill.
You always will remember me.

I'm gonna make you poachers pay.
You can't escape this dog - no way!