Basset Hound Poems - Poems about Basset Hound

Is it sorrow in canine disguise? Is it pity empathic and wise? Or is it not either Nor sympathy neither But hunger we see in its eyes?...

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ig goofy basset hound, Brethren B. Bibble Butt was fun. He liked living with Charmaine, she was as bright as the sun. She kept her personality under wraps, preferred to read and sit. Brethren B. Bibble Butt liked her lively funny enthusiastic whit. We do not need any other two-legged, he told her in his way. She liked the way...

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The most corrupt official around was replaced by a young basset hound Now mayor of Butte he's tough and he's cute barking decisions both honest and sound...

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The most corrupt official around was replaced by a young basset hound ...

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Basset Hound had a gift to deliver, but he forgot to whom. He had reminded himself by remembering to say witch’s broom. Was it Witch Hazel? Asked his mother, trying to help. He thought it was another, possibly the northern elk. But why would he give him a gift? They did not get along. Would it help you to sing...

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A dog named Bailey Is a basset hound She would eat all day If it could be done She always wants food Her stomach is never full At night when tired Her bed is made up In the laundry room a gate to block the door the whines to what seems Like hours on end Whines so loudly That seems like hours Only ten minutes Until it all ends...

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Janice's Basset Hound This dog is so quiet Bella never barkseats With her big brown eyes She will stare at you If you say a treat She gets excited Then eats it quickly When she wants to sit Upon the love seat She will stare at you Till you notice her Taping the cushion She will quickly jump Settle down...

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Fuzzy and I driving along Going to Ricky’s to eat He had to swerve his truck to miss A Basset Hound in the street Fuzzy! Stop the truck, let’s go back And check out that Basset Hound By God, that’s got to be “Shorty” It Ricky’s dog we have found I don’t think he knows where he is His home is three miles from...

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“Who’s the boss ?” I heard her say. ME, I tell her every day! I let you know by my stare when you force me off the chair. You leave the room to get a drink, I’ll have that chair again - I think. You come back in and spoil my fun. I have to sit on the other one. “Get off!” You’re...

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