Dogding left, dogding right,
trying to keep out of sight.
The eyes that seek me can not see,
cause then I will have to the count of three.
If I do not do what they ask,
my life will be one difficult task.
And they can not see what lies beneath me,
cause surely then they'll try to keep me.
So as I go left and they go right,
I slip and slide out of sight.
I really like this. It has a nice flow and rhythm to it. I'm sure it has a metaphor, but I can't quite figure out what. But either way, great job on this :) 5/5
