I write with my paws…by Rufuz
I write with my paws,
I am a dog not a cat with claws,
For that I do thank the big dog in the sky,
A dog I must be, you must understand the reason why…
I bark and chase cats and squirrels and anything that does run,
I love to chase balls and sticks as well, they are most fun,
I did on Sunday chase the seagulls, and ran into the ocean,
It was a bit cold but of the waves I do love the motion,
My dad of me has no concept; yep he has no notion…
My fur does shed in the coming spring,
I wish that daddy would use more the brush,
When he does brush me I just want to sing,
Instead I just do give him kisses; his beard does my tongue sting…
Boy am I glad that daddy did make this computer thing work for me,
He set it up so my paws they do not mess it up,
No longer does he charge me a fee,
Not that I had to pay him money (what’s money?),
Sometimes I just have to take him for walks so he can pee on many a tree…
© Rufuz ~ 3.27.2005 (& ed)
Ron
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
Paws for celebration!!!!!!! What a lovely little write--enjoyed!
(((((HUGS))))) and love, and warm, sunny days ahead, Karla.
That snow looks cooooold! :)
Missed your poetry much!!
You say your Daddy pee on trees???
Oh Boy that ain,t such a good Idea...he might catch a cold or two and turn blue!!
Love Tinky The Evil One
nice write, Dog.
TX
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) to your daddy too!