If I had a tail

If I had a tail, I’d have it out for you.
I’d pee on the ground, and chew on your shoe.

I’d walk with a swagger and be scared of those who don’t,
cause they might be scared of me and give the vibe that “I just won’t.”

I’d worry if I was too loud, disturbed the crowd and howled.
I’d not be sure just what to do, when they were scared of what I do.

If I had a tail, but couldn’t tell my tale,
I’d wonder if I had a tale to tell.