Dog Walk: A Poem

Posted on March 5, 2010 by Amanda
I am no Miss Maya Angelou
and walking dogs is what I do
outside was bright
no sign of white
Bibidy Bobidy boo
 
So off we strode
Down Playstead Rd
And there was a woody trail
 
So me and the girls
walked by water that whirls
and in a few steps we did fail
 
See we didn’t look
when we walked by the brook
and Luna walked right into thorns
 
You see she couldn’t untangle
Herself she started to strangle
until I could get her leash free
 
But that’s not the worst
Of this walk that was cursed
Wait til what happened to me
 
We took but two strides
when the dogs did decide
to yank me off path to the right
 
And when I looked down
Oh man did I frown
for I stepped in a pile of shite
 
 
El Fin
 
 
 
 

About Amanda

I'm from Boston, born and bred. To entertain myself and my mind while being unemployed, I turn to blogging...or at least thinking about blog topics. Mostly I think about REALLY funny topics and then never get around to writing any entries, but it's the thought that counts right?
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2 Responses to Dog Walk: A Poem

  1. wordwand says:
    March 5, 2010 at 5:20 pm

    hhhhI find this poem funny , lovely stuff.well done.

    Reply
  2. slpmartin says:
    March 5, 2010 at 5:34 pm

    Thank you so much for the laugh that I’m sure my neighbors heard….so very clever..thanks!

    Reply

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