spotty

I love men
but I have learned
that like strange dogs
they are not to be trusted

still I keep offering my hand

open

palm up

wide grin on my face

just like my parents taught me

and usually
they wag their tails
but before I catch on
they have circled
sized me up
and nose up my skirt
they are humping my leg
with an attitude of self assuredness
that proclaims

you are surely enjoying this as much as I am

at this point you may question
Is she talking about men or dogs?

Yes.