Cheer up love it might never happen.........

'Cheer up it might never happen........love.'
A charmless little phrase like an unforeseen shove,
That a small sweaty man directed at me,
I paused to decide what his punishment should be,
I said, 'Woof woof woof woof woof woof woof.'
And then I leaned in as if offering a kiss,
He smelled faintly of cedar and strongly of piss,
Then I sunk my sharp teeth right into his neck,
He gasped, 'Fucking Hell! What you doing? What the heck-'
I latched there a while, just drinking him in,
Then I released, wiped the blood from my chin,
And just in case you were wondering,
He tasted of Marmite and Burger King,
A dull group of bizzums had gathered around,
'She should be muzzled!' said a voice in the crowd,
I coughed and said, 'Sorry, I hope that didn't hurt.'
Then I laughed at his face and the blood on his shirt,
Fortified now I went on my way,
My platelets refreshed for the rest of the day,
But I left some advice as I turned off to go,
I said, 'Don't approach strangers or dogs you don't know!'