Ode to my dog

Rambo would have played chess
were it not for the fact that he
preferred avocados.

He would have been a GM
were it not for the fact
that he guarded lives
with every sense of his being.

He would have been Danish Gambit King
were it not for the fact that he was a Rotti
and preferred bradworst to cake.

Though I would have loved to
have shared with my dog this game
that I love so much.
The thought of Rambo being anything different
in my childhood brain was too hard to imagine.

For I knew, he would have become World Champion
and may have forgotten to meet me
at the gate in all his enthusiasm
to play catch.

Chess may have lost a potential master
I on the other hand
greedily kept my friend.