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Wednesday, April 3, 2013
ODE TO A DOG WITH NEW GLASSES
(Nothing like a crazy picture for inspiration. Not my best but what ho!):
Oh, Ode to a dog with new glasses in style
I thought that he can't read, and yet all the while
With his paper turned up we would think he'd no sense
But he reads with his his nose, and of news, he knows scents.
From his paper he gleans where are cops on the beat
And also where she dogs are at, and in heat
Thus his life, as a dog, is made full and complete
For Grace to a dog with new glasses
I'd bet him, one Chris Moore, his dog hasn't a clue
But I'd be money down, now, payment would be due
Except there is a headline I've just seen and now new,
Skunks are out, on report, spewing gasses.
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