John Williams Poet Rhyme

Dog and His Bone

A dog and his bone was on the roam,
Where can I find this bone a home?
Will I bury it next to the tree?
No, too easy for others to see.

What about next to the garden shed?
Maybe in the middle of the garden bed,
Behind the sty where the pigs all are,
What about somewhere right away far.

I think I know what I will do,
I'll just sit down and have a chew,
Tomorrow will be another new day,
I'll find a spot then for the bone to stay.

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Carol Eastman August 3, 2015 at 10:26 AM Your imagery with dogs is fantastic... You have mine down pat! John Williams August 4, 2015 at 1:58 AM Hi Carol, thank you for your lovely comment----i am a bit of a dog person, but you've probably guessed that. I actually cook for my two little dogs every night----they eat well-----kind regards----John

Tim Smith June 4, 2015 at 6:27 PM Nice rhyme John John Williams June 6, 2015 at 5:03 AM Thanks Tim for your nice comment. Happy writing young man......kind regards----John

Kp Nunez June 4, 2015 at 5:36 PM Cute! The kids will have another fav! Good morning, John! John Williams June 6, 2015 at 5:04 AM Good morning Kim, Thank you for your lovely comment. Happy writing.....kind regards----John

Toquyen Harrell June 4, 2015 at 8:04 AM I like this. Let me eat it then and hide it another day. Too cool John Williams June 6, 2015 at 5:06 AM Yes, i think that dog wants it both ways. Thank you Tokuyen for having a read.....kind regards.....John