My Writing and Art lives here….
The interloping ginea pig entered my premises…
& duly chased away my guard dog.
The pusillanimity of my Doberman Pincher,
Was roundly discussed by my neighbours, every time I entered the front yard.
My cheeks would blanch at their retorts,
,
My feeble replies were but a thin poultice to my deeply wounded pride.
Next time I’ll choose a miniature Alsatian.
by Martin Anton Smith
They all have jet boats.
They all have Jet Skis
And Dogs,
Sometimes two of them,
Often aggressive & all off-leash.
They all have a Mrs or a Mr literally within reach,
Who is their metaphorical Siamese twin.
They all can’t bear the insanity brought on by sitting alone with their own minds.
They reproduce so easily & make exact mini copies of themselves.
They are banal & their copies are banal.
They don’t read books at all.
They avoid anything involving a call to a higher self.
In fact, they actively rally against it.
They are the reason the authorities keep schtum about the truth of alien life.
While there are many more billions of them than us,
With that kind of man,
Mankind is definitely not ready yet.
And neither are ‘The Off-Worlders’.
They didn’t travel all that way for that.
by Martin Anton Smith
It was a hot day & so I went for a river swim.
After I was sitting on the rocks of the swimming hole.
Drying out & re acclimatising to the air-only-world, – as you do.
While doing this of course, you watch the other folk in a content daze.
There was a large lady swimming with her pug nose dog & her mum & dad were on the riverside.
The dog was half submerged & having a whale of a time.
So much so it hung a giant log in the river shallows –
Right where people swim.
The lady said “dad don’t worry it’s fish food”.
I don’t know about you – but I’m quite pretty, pretty, sure…
That that is not fish-food lady!!!
At least they scooped up half of it in a little black plastic bag.
I guess dog owners will tell themselves anything –
To exonerate their often very annoyingly behaved pooches
I guess they are in simple cognitive dissonance,
Because disciplining their pooches would require effort & maybe even cash.
It’s easier & cheaper for them to pretend the dog is an angel.
It’s probably very wise to not to date or marry a dog owner.
Unless of course it’s a Labrador –
They are like the ‘Gentlemen’ of the Dog World.
They surely would almost never take a giant shit in a popular swimming hole.
Anton Martin Smith Writer 