We’ve never met.
But if we do.
If you sniff on me,
If you caress me with your jaw,
If you bark at me,
I may be terrified.
Dear Peggy, don’t get it wrong.
A little puppy bit me on my ankle.
It was when I was a second year high.
Because of that cute puppy who scared me 17 years ago.
My ankle healed but the pain is still here in my mind.
Dear Peggy, don’t bite me when we meet.