I might as well unload the other one--it's perfectly germane in the context of this thread and of this little poetical eddy (or a MOM brain fart, who knows?). It's even musical!

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"Another Reason Why I don't keep a gun in the house."
Billy Collins

The neighbors' dog will not stop barking.
He is barking the same high, rythmic bark
that he barks every time they leave the house.
They must switch him on their way out.

The neighbors' dog will not stop barking.
I close all the windows in the house
and put on a Beethoven symphony full blast
but I can hear him muffled under the music,
barking, barking, barking,

and now I can see him sitting in the orchestra,
his head raised confidently as if Beethoven
had included a part for barking dog.

When the record finally ends he is still barking,
sitting there in the oboe section barking,
his eyes fixed on the conductor who is
entreating him with his baton

while the other musicians listen in respectful
silence to the famous barking dog solo,
that endless coda that first established
Beethoven as an innovative genius.