Hi I'm jane
A big Belgian
I swim across the puddle
In search of a dead bird
I can smell or close with my big nose
I can tell its close
I run across the grass getting closer to my snack
I look closely and see the dead bird rotting on the grass.
I eat the bird and gobble it whole and run into the house.
I look up to my owner with accomplishment in my eye
Until I start to gag and vomit on the coach
Where did I go wrong
With that bird on my mind
I can taste the vomit
Every ones mad at me
So I stroll back outside
And begin hunting for another bird