Joey has a dog. And a ball.
And a great throwing arm.
Jet has Joey. And a job to do.
And do.
And do.
And do.
They make a fine pair. If you were Joey's ball -- the one with
the blue stripe -- you would keep moving
among the birds
through the trees
on the water
down the hill
up the hill
across the street
between the tables
over the roofs
into a hole
and
out of a hole
along with Jet, Joey's dog.