As I walked out the door
To check the mail,
I saw a dog
So sickly and frail.

It was a Rottweiler
With massive jowls.
As I kneeled beside him
He started to growl.

His fierce demeanor
Did cause me fright.
I was afraid
That he might bite.

So I left him there
All alone,
Hoping he would
Return to his home.

The next morning
The dog lay dead.
Flies encircled
His ugly head.

He died of fear,
I do believe,
Mine to give,
His to receive.