Dog That Wears a Cone
(this is a little form I cooked up last year and called it 7/5 trochee. I like to use it for fun little tales. Saw this dog the other day!)
Little dog nearby my house,
cone around his neck.
Guess if he could talk, he’d bark:
What the bleeping heck?
What’s the mutt supposed to do
if he wants a bone,
with his head so tiny stuck
deep inside that cone?
Do his doggy buddies laugh,
seeing him like that?
He can’t even catch a break.
Sure won’t catch a cat!
Next I see him trying to
poke his scraggly head,
not with great success at all,
in a flower bed.
I should tell his owner that
cones look pretty lame.
Let the poor thing stay inside;
Save his hide from shame!
Anyway, the sight of him
made me come right home -
after a good chuckle - to
write this silly poem!
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010
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