Michael Eastman Poet Light Verse

Three Puddles of Goo

Goo here, goo there
The puppies are drooling everywhere.
Every-time I fix a snack
It’s a new puppy attack.

So cute with eyes so wide
Staring at me without so much aside.
First one, then two and now three, 
Sitting in front of me like a row of trees.

I save portions for one and all
And once fed, they wander off down the hall.
When I eat, it’s so much like a zoo, 
Now I’m left with three puddles of goo.

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Carol Eastman December 7, 2015 at 11:37 AM The puddles of goo are so very true.. And if you have puppies you can have one too... And no matter what they put us thru... We love them dearly, who would of knew?... It's true.

Tim Smith October 25, 2015 at 4:19 PM I think all the animals think we want to share with them...I know I'm a softie and will share.

Kp Nunez October 25, 2015 at 1:11 PM Cute. That's what you get from having a menage in your house. Hello Michael, a belated welcome from me. Would you and Carol go and visit John Wulf's page? He has a surprise there for the bday girl. hugs!