We want

We pine,

we conspire

Plan, hope, and plot

All to get what we haven’t got

Whether we really need it or not!

The little white dog

Danced at the door

Asking to go out

Or so it seemed

The little white dog saw the big black and white dog gnawed on a covered bone,

“Do you want to go outside?”

She danced and wiggled at the door,

The big dog, never one to refuse an open door

Dashed outside into the rain,

While the little white dog dashed into the rug and the bone.

We all collude in each other’s desires,

Pay attention.

You might simple

need to ask for a second bone.

There really is enough to go round.