It’s National Poetry Writing Month in the States; of course, the whole world is joining in, including me. I’m writing like mad so I’ve been even more absent than usual.
By way of apology, here’s a poem I wrote eighteen months ago, which made me smile when I came across it in a notebook. Something the whole family can enjoy.
Dog Walk On Bonar Park
Fresh-cut grass!
Here’s a pile – let’s wee on it
Here’s a pile – let’s wee on it
Here’s a pile – let’s wee on it
Here’s a pile – let’s wee on it
Here’s a pile – let’s wee on it
Here’s a pile – let’s wee on it
Here’s a pile – let’s wee on it
Here’s a pile – let’s wee on it
Can we go home now?
I’ve an empty ass.
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Words cannot express how deeply this touched me. Well, maybe one…..NOT!
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When I get back home, I’m going to read it to Jack and Lulu, it’s as if it was written solely for them 😀 Thank Tilly! I miss you xxoo
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I remember this one. Hi-la-ri-ous! For wee read p… hereabouts, and they don’t poopascoop.
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Hahahaha! I love it! Classic poem. 😁
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Ah..the joys of pet ownership. 🙂
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How do Tilly… so good to see you again! 😀
That’s a fun wee poem you’ve written!
I was contemplating writing a month of rhymes during May, but didn’t know anything about NaMoWeePo, but now that I do, I can’t (write a month of rhymes) as it looks like I’m copying. Sigh.
Hope you’re well, by the wee! 😀
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Very funny!
Do the dogs queue to take turns? So walking them is a case of minding Ps and Qs? 🙂
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Hahaha, very true!
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No one could ever say you are not original! I hope you’ll later share some of your other poetry–not that I didn’t think this was stellar. 🙂
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this is exactly how dogs think. you cannot convince me otherwise. it’s brilliant.
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