Sense Sonnet - Acher

 In My Nature

The man's best friend, he said I be.

We be together a long time.

He could always depend on me

To stay with him as long as I'm

Getting fed the food that I need.

And he did feed me very well,

I appreciated indeed,

And contented with him, did dwell.

But then nature did take her course,

And hunger within me did grow.

I had to find a new meat source.

Naturally, to him I did go.

My friend, the man, is now dead meat,

And I, a hungry dog, must eat.