Pi's Lament

There was a pup named Pi.

I am he and he is I.

He was small, soft, and covered in hair

That flopped in the wind whenever it stirred.

My human would say I was the apple of her eye

But mischief was the glint in mine.

For I am an explorer, you see

Traveling for the first time to this place of earthlings.

Excited to be here, always searching for more

But bound and u…