"Oh, to be Zoo"
...a poem by Actaeon 

Posted October 22, 1996

Oh, to be covered with Saddlebred spooge,
To be seen as a mare he can mount.
Oh, to be licked by a dog until rouge,
To be kissed much too often to count.

Oh, to be known by my four-legged friends
As a lover who's second to none.
Oh, to run fingers through fur without end
And to nuzzle their necks when day's done.

Oh, to be present when pups greet the world
For the first time, through tight-lidded eyes.
Oh, the sweet scent when around them I'm curled
Like their mother, with satisfied sighs.

Oh, to be bedded right next to a mare
And to hear her and see her asleep.
Oh, such a pleasure to know she's aware
That she's safe from all harm in my keep.

Oh, to be zoo, and to know what I mean
When I say I need fur in my life.
Oh, for a nation that pardons my genes
And allows me a four-legged wife.