The Shredding Machine
by Mr. Ed — Read all 1,530 poems by Mr. Ed
Monday, April 6, 2015
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-There Is Never A Dull Moment With Dogs-
Music: Another One Bites The Dust
Dashing Little Valentino, was in all of his glory
Strutting around yesterday, in his new Easter Hat
But alas, it fell into one of our shredding machines
Nothing around our house, for very long, ever lasts
I awoke in the middle of the night to a strange noise
It sounded like someone was shredding up some fabric
I caught Shadow in the act of destroying Valentino’s Hat
And I confiscated what was left of it, so he wouldn’t get sick
And this morning, poor Little Valentino looks extremely sad
His latest Holiday fashion accessory, is already in the trash
I tried to explain to him, that we have shredding machines
And I promised that I would find him a new replacement hat
©The Day After Easter 2015, Mr. Ed
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My brother boarded his 13-year-old Golden retriever with his stepdaughter and her two dogs while taking a weeklong stay in Arizona a month ago. When he returned home to Indiana and brought Rocky back to the house, he discovered (I saw the evidence, a picture) that Rocky had got in the trash of the mail he looked at the night before, and shredded it all over the floor. In all his life, Rocky had never done anything like that before.
Who says you can't teach old dogs new tricks…
Ron
This beat goes well with the shredding machine!!
Cute poem. Oh, a new hat for Valentino and one
for Shadow, too!!
Lady Mary Ann
was shredded and destroyed,
I hope the new hat,
leaves Valentino overjoyed.
I think Shadow needs some chew toys.
Michael D.