Tucked away in a dark corner,
Multitudes Of mysteries
awaiting discovery inside.
In your depths
there are riches hidden
Cast off and forgotten by others.
The perfumes waft upon a breeze,
Scents of coffee, bark, and meat,
Maddening my senses and compelling action.
Oh, trash can,
Open to my desires, spill your earthly treasures,
My Name is Roxy, and I am Dog.
Roxie, Oh Roxie,,,