Daddy does leave the radio on,
When out he goes to work,
I listen to a local rock n’ roll station,
As far as I am concerned, it’s the best in the nation…
They play lots of Elvis,
But when I shake I got to piss, (sorry ladies)
Daddy says I am the best at the twist,
But I don’t much like Mr. Berry, he is not on my list…
I feel much better throughout the day,
When the radio is left on, that’s what I say,
Some day’s daddy does the radio forget,
But even in that case I wait patiently,
For as you already may know, I am daddy’s loyal pet…J
© Rufuz J 03.14.2007
Love Tinka
I could imagine that while you were down with the flu recently that he whined lyrically, 'Don't cry daddy' And your reply: 'You aint nothin' but a hound dog!'
Regards
Dai
Georg
Be safe,
Karen
Adorable poem, adorable pic, adorable YOU!! You have charmed my heart; you rock, dude! BRAVO, four paws up!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Cute write Ed! LOL!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Just because "You ain't nuthin' but a hound dog," no reason to hide your love (okay, like) of Elvis *thankyewverymuch, I loved his music, too* And I love this write and that pic AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW too cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(((HUGS))) and love, your Auntie Karla in Texas
she shakes anymore..
rufuz is a mess....
Love you Rufuz...you too Ed.
Susan