Sunday, May 29, 2011

A Birthday Poem For My Dog Bo

Little monster grown big monster,
a tap put on a slobber keg.

Soft mouthed furry rhino
running for the door.

Chewing, always chewing.

All the things a man can say
to his best friend.



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