Best In The Doghouse Poems

You told me not to play on the doghouse.
You told me multiple times that day
That I should not play on the dog house.
Later that night, sometime after dinner,
I built a fortress made of thick wooden blocks.
At some point, when we were getting coats ready to...

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I’m in the doghouse now 
I’m out singing with the cows 
Well I made my baby mad 
And I’m feeling rather sad 
I’m in the doghouse now 

I’m in the doghouse now 
I’m in trouble and how
I went out on the town 
And I acted...

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I failed to remember the date
my attempt to amend came late
"Here's a poem for you"
I freestyle a haiku
My words only secured my fate

6/8/2017
Limerick contest...

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Upon this floor I sit, 
huggin' the porcelain bowl;
My stomach's tied in knots, 
Feels like I'm gonna blow!

I should'a used my head,
why didn't I ever think?
Instead I hung around, 
to have another drink!

One led to another,
another led to more;
Next thing y'know 
I was drownin' on...

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Valentine's Day is just four months away
Are you ready to show her some love
For that beautiful someone sharing your life
An affair that fits like a glove!

You mustn't forget or ignore this occasion
Most romantic time of the year
To ladies, it's the supreme test of your love
Mess...

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when I met you, I was dying. for the very first time in my life, but certainly not the last- you made sure of that
when I met you I was dying. I hadn’t eaten in three months and my body was a vandalized ruin of...

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It was a dark and stormy night
The dog on the doghouse said
But over in the pumpkin patch
A young lad shakes his head
He had sat the whole night through
Just to see the Great Pumpkin rise
Though again this year, he did not appear
His faith he did not...

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Don in the Doghouse

By Elton Camp

Don had a wife who was easily offended
If her wishes weren’t immediately tended

In the doghouse his time was mainly spent
Since out of shape his wife was often bent

Poor Don finally decided that he’d give in
And he built himself a doghouse...

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We share our bed
  
  We share our table  

    Can we share your kitchen?...

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My love said to meet him at three
where steaks were the best that could be, 
the chophouse.

I waited a long time and then
checked his firm before searching in
the courthouse.

Maybe drinks with clients for biz?
I checked a fave place for this, his
posh clubhouse.

Nothing, was he up...

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Pet Poems, First Dog, Blake

No matter, of course, how many times I asked,
The answer came, “No!”  Thus,
At age 9, at the start of summer, I searched
Our not especially well-kept house and yard
For every scrap and plank of wood
I could find, with a borrowing of...

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