Charity

I keep a jar of sweets
upon the shelf above my desk
a trove of fruity treats
for each and every passing guest

especially that dude that scrubs
the head but never cleans his paws
he stuffs his grimy stubs
within while gorge inside me claws

it’s way right up my throat,
so smiling I say “Have a ball!”
he empties it but stops to note
that I’m the nicest guy of all.