One way to fly

True story, still makes laugh till this day.

Heavily pregnant and ready to pop I was
Napoleon, our dog, begged for a walk.
Scared I was, he was so strong,
I said to my daughter, "We need to talk."

He's a Labrador you see,
I'm too big and totally spent,
"I need your help." I said.
You agreed, so off we went.

Robust and free, He yanked the lead
Barely half way down the street
Behind a screen door, a little dog yapped
You struggled to stay, on the concrete.

Napoleon went mad, "Hold on!" I said.
Out of control, the lead pulled tight
Your face of fear, you didn't let go
Before my eyes, your body was in flight.

Conifers and prickle bushes
Your body was dragged through
Finishing on the doorstep, unhurt and
Red faced, your embarrassment grew.

No harm done, I couldn't control
Hystercal laughter, shook me till I was sore
For it looked so funny, you see
But I knew better, than to seek an encore.