yer momma bit my doggie

[constantine]

it was a good dog - my dog
but yer momma didn't think so
peaceful and friendly
he would wag his tail
here boy - here boy!
o, the joys of childhood
how we romped and frittered
until that day... that
ugly, horrible day, that day
that i will ne'er forget
if i live to be a thousand years old
(that's seven thousand in doggie years)
my dog only wanted her melon
is that so bad - i ask you
don't we all want some melon... sometime...
and then, she bit him
a preemptive doggie assault
sort of like one of those drones
in afghanistan, where the afghans live
with their long fleecy coats
my doggie lost his tail that day
because of yer momma

[Steve Plonk]

Constantine, That's quite a poetic tale/tail!

[creativesoul]

nice- kept me well -flowing.. sweet