Just Desserts

Leashed and squeezed to spawn their breed

Hubbard's dogs fulfilled her greed 

But nothing's free not even seed

And workers scorned redeem their deeds

She stood in fur so fresh it purred

And hung her wealth from hem to ear 

The market hack had found her niche

From trade she'd made with Beijing  riche

Her breed made fast, forced evolution

Snipped tails, long teeth, firm constitution

Authentic seals  from institutions 

One hidden flaw with no solutions

Minglers mingled to Sunday jingles 

She stood so proud; the vicar tingled 

Puffed out her chest in Sunday best

Donated glares and scoffed the  Pringles

Well known less loved in the county realm

Hubarrd's screech could overwhelm

The kennel heaved, trucks dominated

Dogs watched on emaciated

The battery farm provided wealth

For Hubbard cared not for dog health

Their fur to sell is all she wanted

But fattened hens become the hunted 

She knelt to feed the hungry hounds 

Wondered why they made those sounds

She sweated beads, her pearls clinked tins

The hounds surrounded, raised their chins

Cheap chicken slops slipped  to the floor

As dog-eared  hounds rallied for more

She screeched to reach her bling clad phone 

As Rover reached  her marrowed bone

The bowl left bare from church to kennel

Hubbard's breed aren't sentimental

Wolves tuck-in to Sunday best 

As trucks move east and dogs digest