Lunchtime is almost here. 
Trying to decide what to eat
before too much time passes
and the headache starts.

But it's a little hard to think of food
and planning a meal
when
the puppy throws a pedo.

Holding my breath
and shaking my head
I turn away from the violation
of my nariz.

Perro sucio.
Just lying there
todo unaware of his
unappetizing unction.

And as I cough and walk away
he looks up at me.
And I swear I see
a little smile on his face.

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