Found at Divine Caroline
Funny Poem for My Dog
By: Bill Browne
I went outside to take a pee,
My daddy found a tick on me,
He washed the pillows, He washed the sheets.
I thought he was going to wash my treats.
He vacuumed the room,
He washed my bed,
After washing me he combed me
from tail to head.
Now here I sit on the top stoop,
Afraid to death to take a poop,
But que serra, Whatever will be.
Please god don't let him find a tick on me.
Love ya,
Duke
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Tuesday, 10 June 2008
Thursday, 22 November 2007
Small Pleasures
Happy Thanksgiving -
be thankful for all the "small pleasures" our funny pets fill our days with.
Small Pleasures
As a child she had clutched
The strays to a skinny chest
Begging to keep just this one
And was always denied.
Now shafts of sunlight
Catch random cats curled on antique quilts
Or on windowsills between the ruffles of curtains
She smiles small smiles
And sighs small sighs of contentment,
Makes another cup of tea
And ignores the cat hairs in the sugar bowl.
--Pamela Kosted
(via)
be thankful for all the "small pleasures" our funny pets fill our days with.
Small Pleasures
As a child she had clutched
The strays to a skinny chest
Begging to keep just this one
And was always denied.
Now shafts of sunlight
Catch random cats curled on antique quilts
Or on windowsills between the ruffles of curtains
She smiles small smiles
And sighs small sighs of contentment,
Makes another cup of tea
And ignores the cat hairs in the sugar bowl.
--Pamela Kosted
(via)
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