Beware of dog
In
the house of Henry Brown, a Doberman stayed
Angry,
ferocious and swift -
The
neighbours remained in fear,
The
thieves and decoits did not dare.
Visitors
used to think if doorbell should be pressed.
The
buckle’s chain was in tight grip whenever on the street.
A
careful gap by the pedestrians kept
Vendors
stopped crying having seen it,
Snatchers
and burglars used to retreat.
The
years passed and magical swiftness had gone down
As
‘Tommy’ grew old
That
terrible barking turned to a gentle roar
And,
the anger seldom noticed by Henry Brown.
Silence
began to prevail with the death of the pet
As waiting outside
Thieves
and decoits began to get brave
But
strangers would hesitate
At
‘beware of dog’ still there on the gate.
Cave Canem ["Beware of the Dog"] in House of the Tragic Poet, Pompeii
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