One day, then the Next…

One day I feel in a humorous mood,

Tending towards comical writes, trying not to be rude,

Also I try so very hard, but sometimes don’t do well, not to be anywhere near crude…

Then the next day I am more inclined to write in a philosophical vein,

Not trying to blow my own horn as it were,

But I think I do well therein, without being vain,

Don’t, do I, try to write philosophy that maybe altogether arcane,

Just would like to spell it out, my internal feelings, as they are so plain,

I don’t seem to write much of anything else, but then again,

There is the poetry of Nature, another of my better writes,

If I do say so myself, and I do, as it is only right…

I round off my pet writes as being in the humor category as well,

Therein it is Rufuz that really does excel,

He writes about himself, about his master, about his life,

He writes sometimes to rebel, others to tell me how I am swell,

Sometimes he just writes to tell how badly I do smell,

He is such a good dog, one that really makes my life so much more fun than raising hell…

                                © ed ~ 8/15/04