Dog Van Bone
dog van bone never picks up his phone
his wife complains that he never stays home
with a paint brush in hand, he paints so grand
dog van bone has a following at hand.
today he is painting a beautiful colorful bird
don’t talk, he cautions her, not a word, not a word.
his wife is calling, but van bone’s phone is off.
He loses his mind when the bird gives a cough
I am sorry, says the bird, but I have to go, and he flies.
I did not know my phone was off, to his wife he tells lies.
She finally runs away with another puppy, and it serves him right.
He does not care at all. Now he can paint all day and all night.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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