SPOT

The little dog, Spot
Was definitely not
The kind of dog to savor
A succulent treat
Of animal meat,
his appetite did not waver.

His master, John Paul,
Would delightfully call
Young Spot to eat up his dinner,
But the dog wouldn't eat
his delectable treat
And was now growing thinner and thinner.

So the master gave up
On his picky young pup,
And resided to sleep in his room, when
He soon figured out,
His own blood spurting out,
That the dog preferred meat from a human.