Something has stirred Sammy’s primal force,
She’s cool, but deadly like James Bond in Prague.
What can I do to soothe this most savage of beasts,
Maybe go to the park and get her a Chicago Dog?
Crafting poetry on this sunny morn,
Composing rhymes sent straight from Heaven.
Spotting the date, I quietly chuckle,
For today is double-0 seven…