Charles Messina Poet Rhyme

Notes About The Poem

From the great song of the Kinks to this little tribute to my brothers dog. I dedicate this poem. R.I.P. Lola

Lola

They got her in a pound some ten years ago 
A pup German Sheppard Who was the color of cola 
C.O.L.A. ~ cola
 
She barked at them and she wagged her tail 
As if to say... get me out of this jail 
her name was Lola ~ L.O.L.A. Lola 

She was not the world's most smartest little pup 
But she ate off a plate and she could drink from a cup 
Lola...Lo lo lo lo Lola 

Now I'm not dumb and I can understand 
Why a dog's best friend...they say is a man 
Oh Lola ~ L.O.L.A. Lola
 
I drank champayne in candlelight 
Because they said goodbye... to Lola last night 
Lola... Lo lo lo lo Lola
 
I must be the world's most passionate guy
Because, when Lola passed... it just made me cry 
Lola ~ L.O.L.A. Lola 


Dedicated: To my brother Paul's dog "Lola"
She passed away last night

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Gershon Wolf October 29, 2018 at 1:17 PM Beats the original hands-down, Charlie. Well-penned! ~ gw

Lindsay Laurie October 28, 2018 at 6:59 PM G'day Charles ... this poem of yours hits home pretty hard as we recently lost our little mate of sixteen and a half years - thank you Charles - Lindsay Charles Messina October 29, 2018 at 5:15 AM G'day Lindsay … I am so very sorry to hear of the loss of your mate. I've lost a few in my lifetime as well and I know how attached we can get to them. Thank you mate - Charlie

Andrea Dietrich October 28, 2018 at 2:48 PM Love how you used the tune to do your lyrics. I always loved that song, that Name Lola and now your poem!! Charles Messina October 29, 2018 at 5:16 AM It's a great song and a personal favorite of mine too. Thank you, Andrea!

Caren Krutsinger October 26, 2018 at 12:52 PM I hope that your brother can read this poem, when he is ready. It may help a teeny tiny bit. Our dogs are often really our children. Charles Messina October 29, 2018 at 5:20 AM You are so right, Caren. They are our children and we love them so. I will let him read this for sure. I appreciate you and your comments...hugs // Charlie