It wasn’t a dream,

it couldn’t have been.

That my dog caused a scream

and ate seven men.

His large eyes would gleam,

and I feared him then.

Branches sprouting out of his head,

and adding on another leg.

I was sure we’d all be dead.

Everyone on earth would go to him and beg,

and even I said,

“If you don’t stop, no more chicken leg!”

This all sounds made up,

but I guarantee you it’s not.

This all doesn’t add up,

you thought.

I know I’m not a grown up,

but I’m not just a bratty snot.

But no,

it couldn’t have happened

He is adorable as so,

even with his cute little eyes blackened.

But everyone has to know

that this wasn’t just imagined.

My dog was so fluffy,

tiny and sweet.

He may be a bit scruffy,

but he’d never feast on human meat.

His coat is soft and puffy

and he kisses my feet.

Oh wait-

maybe it was just a dream.