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As have-nots we bed with the fleas
who suckle in pores and on glands
to bring us like dogs to ours knees.
We scratch and we pant and we wheeze,
grab bug spray from each other's hands.
As have-nots we bed with the fleas.
Our neighbors without pets will tease,
flash biteless skin (even their cans!)
to bring us like dogs to our knees.
We'll run out and shake for their keys,
they'll say Sorry! Varmints are banned!
As have-nots we bed with the fleas.
Wearing puppy dog eyes we'll freeze
if we try to sleep in the van.
As have-nots we bed with the fleas.
We'll crawl back inside with disease
chanting 'Isn't the dog's life grand!'
As have-nots we bed with the fleas
to bring us like dogs to our knees.
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