Hello, dog. Yes, I see that you are executing quite deftly your *old* trick, but, as your master, I am obligated to teach you a new one, sooo I was thinking that I could write a poetic diddy and, then, via pseudepigraphy, the work would be yours. See? A writing dog. Like, a dog could write homework instead of eat it. Get it? I would help you trick others into believing you could actually write—much like what I do daily for my audience of self. What do you think?
Well, leasher, trick is on you because not only can I actually write, but I can even transprose whilst you suppose how it is right.
But, collarer, if you need a tease solely by dog that will leave the crowd in univocal awe, I can also create glowing bubbles shaped as tesseracts by sneezing on a kitten and, then, tapping its head with my left-of-tail paw. ; )