The Masters Collar (a poem by me)

Around my neck
I wear it with pride,
my Masters collar
I'll never hide.
You are my Master
as you wish it to be,
when calling your pet,
you're summoning me.
Whatever you ask,
is whatever I will do.

Without a question,
or without a doubt,
you know what is best,
I am your captive
please tell it to me.
Shall I sit at your feet?
Should I make your room neat?
What shall I wear?
You decision is all I care.
Whatever you ask,
is whatever I will do.

I am your servant.
I am your pet.
I wear your collar
as you are telling me to.
By your side you chain me,
always at your beacon call,
that is where I like to be.
What ever you ask
is whatever I will do.

So stroke my hair
and look down at me,
your devoted pet
is what you will see.
Whatever you ask,
is whatever I will do
for I wear the Masters collar,
and my Master is you