Housebroken

We called off your guard as we entered the yard
to convince you to redirect some of that rage
Because who fed you rocks while they ate their thanksgiving
and who left you out all alone in their cage.

And when you were a pup, I watched you so close
you ran straight to the distance allowed by his rope
you got kicked, you got choked, phrases crept up your spine
when he said "we must keep our bitches in line". 
And on his poker nights he says the same of his wife. 
He's the top dog/pack leader/true alpha-male.
So make no sudden moves keep your nose from the border.
You move fast. You eat last this side of pecking-order.

So why don't you come with me? 
We've got acres with streams. We won't keep you in cages/make you beg for your treats. We won't tell you to heel, though you might need some time to
dig up those old bones your young self left behind.

You said "Your offer is nice but here should suffice. Yeah, my younger years were something but that isn't my life. Master is all that I've got. He keeps me having a purpose, gives me bed, keeps me fed. And I'm just slightly nervous of what I might do if I were let loose, if I caught that mail car, or ate garbage for food. So, as I bare all my teeth I will ask of you please to just leave."

Well your heart has spoken.
I feel your already house broken.

So I made you a hood ornament for an oncoming car
because your bark might seem bad but I'll show you the scars
from when the state sent you over to deliver your teeth
to the heels of your kindred breaking chains from their feet
and then you wipe your hands clean. Splash of water/paper napkin.
While the parrots sing headlines, we wear the leash like a fashion.
Try to take out my claws expect a visceral reaction.
Try to muzzle me up, I'll lash out, I'll bite back and 
keep my options open
for fear of becoming housebroken.