I hate the way you...

I hate the way you look at me.
The way you have no care.
I hate how you don't really see.
All you do it stare.

I hate the way you speak.
And the way you walk along.
I hate your smell, you always reek.
You're what I call a pong.

I hate how you just don't understand.
And that you don't know what I mean.
I hate how you're just so bland.
To you I'm just unseen.

I love your cold, wet nose.
Your tail and your fur.
Do you love me? I don't suppose..
For I love you, my friend, my dog, my girl.