We’re going to the vet at noon,

Please stop wasting time.

Why are your paws covered in mud and grime?

We’ll be late if we don’t leave soon;

You’re acting like a cartoon.

This isn’t the moment for fun and games,

My insides like a lantern, heating up with flames,

Would you do it for a treat?

He cocked his head sideways to concede defeat,

“See, I’m a dog whisperer,” Dad proclaims.

Prompted from Ronovan Writes at: https://ronovanwrites.com/2021/11/03/ronovan-writes-decima-poetry-challenge-prompt-no-82-time-in-the-b-rhyme-line/.

Prompted from Francis the Frenchie’s Daily Triolet Poetry Challenge at: https://francisthefrenchie.com/2021/11/03/francis-the-frenchies-daily-phrase-challenge-november-3-2021/.

Prompted from Ragtag Daily Prompt at: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/11/03/rdp-wednesday-lantern/.