Like scared rivers
My path meanders
"Sacred , not scared "
I stand corrected
I declare I am terrified
Of canines , petrified
Every single customary bark
Uttered in jest , takes me back
Paths of self doubt
Rapidly sprout
shaking my heart
with rapid fire heat
I am ready to beat
a hasty retreat
My accomplice my feet
forever comply this feat
Matters escalate
apprehension conflate
"they bark because they can "
My friends try to placate
"Exactly !! " I reply with a pant
"And I run for walk I cant "
Not with salivating jowls
emitting blood curdling howls
Close to my heels
Don't you know how it feels ?
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