That's Mah Dawg
i don't mean to come hard, but that's my dog, last night-drunk as a skunk at the local bar, they hollered, let's take him home he live right down the street..um like oh no yawl, where's my dog, at the house my dog is looking at me like, take yo drunk self to bed . that morning i am awakened by a loud woof-woof at my door and a loud ka-plunk of his dog pan dropping on the floor and i know what this is for.. i want some mo sleep, but that's mah dawg yawl.
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
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
