Dog is the centre of attention,
Effortlessly exuding his presence, without missing a beat
While lounging lazily under the sun
Snoring steadily on the afternoon streets

He is a master at taking criticisms in his stride
The honking of the cars doesn’t get him down
He doesn’t care; he’s just there for the ride
Metaphorically encouraging angry drivers to turn their frowns upside down

He sleeps on the concrete roads
Yet still the world moves for him,
He chills peacefully in his humblest abode
Not giving a damn