Best Woofs Poems

Where conifers gaily waltz tempos evergreen
Unspoiled by human deeds, pure, and pristine,
Eagles soar there, spanning freedom wings 
And trees gently whisper to rhythmic bird trills
Echoing grey owls, blue jays, robins, crossbills,
Hopping, jumping, circling, frolicking in breeze
Reveling with hatchlings, feeding on berries
As sun rays filtering-in on...

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(alternate title – A bona 
er fide dog day afternoon delight).

A mere half dozen vowels 
constitute the English language 
    Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay
Consonants comprise majority
  
(sans remaining twenty) 
     Ta Deum, whereby both 
    ...

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By ears and whiskers, ain't no more
A sadder thing that being in the dog house,
On a rainy day.
Make no bones about it, when momma's
Mad I'm hanging my head low.
Jo dirt has nothing on how bad this hound feels,
But honestly instincts roller, over road wisdom's,
Howling, but...

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Paws on the Avenue

Every afternoon ‘bout half past four
Paddy and I go out the door
No straying from our daily ritual.

Paws on Fido Avenue
Happy tails of sloppy kisses unmuzzled
Parade of canines – every kind “bone-i-fied.”

A purebred mutt strut cavalcade
Fashion parade of single coats
Long hairs march in...

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Mc Kit, im a cat i compose my songs
a dog's gonna to bark, a dog is a dog
i go to an extent come see how long
dog sits on a chain, cats are free to walk
no reason to chase me, im high up in a tree
barking...

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Les C. More back from the vay-cay holidays,
giving my poetry peeps
a look-see at an odd Klondike meet




He ain’t nothing but
small potatoes
Trying to live
big-talk lettuce large

His backsliding snowshoes
walk so holey
That short con grifter grin
spin tall tales — 
Green giant beanstalk
talk guacamole-y

Mucho moneybag dreams 
full of empty...

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Mama fox mama fox what will you do
your kits are hungry and its only you
The farmer killed your man and
you didn't even get the hen
Mama fox mama fox its up to you

A boy threw a rock and made you lame
hungry kits whine your name
you limp...

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Humpenscrumy Bubblahoot ruttletoo
Gulping chomping vayvaycrootoo
Nostrils flaring bumpun fiddle trung
In the holtapolta garden flicker mung

Wags and woofs crimba tungee moss
Trabble fongslulu around wastry gross
Scratching terthy cangs of drigglyfrock
Zinging away buggly condrax chucrock

Trouble drouble lumps of quundoo drip
Chonky tinkhiss phantals gotsog flip
Naughty Hoodlecuttu blurglur changqa
Doodle goodle cups...

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Woof, woof!!! What a fantastic new day!
First day of the rest of our lives, life's ballet
Happy as poop
Still in the loop
Ignore the woofs, I'm really human some say...

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The nucleus of a pin cushion is akin to the internal mechanisms of a sausage. A big massive drama but don't tell Dalai Lamar and the turtle doves will sing and swing in the breeze. A damsel in distress is a fruit pie filling times...

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Ma was in the pantry with no food to make a snack
‘Pa,’ she said, ‘go get your coat and leave this foodless shack,
You’d better take your bang bang and don’t think of coming back
Unless you’ve got a cluck cluck or a nice plump quack quack...

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brakka-brakka-brak
Captain America is holding them back!

With a zap, wap, whapp and zappp
He's trying his best not to snap

His shield will clang, kapanng and taaanng
while his body boangs, kapanngs and bwangs

Watch out for the sleeper who walks with a thoom
he'll get Cap with a boom, thwoom...

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Came a master chef
With best of Michelin stake
And boasted to make 

Master class of soups
With numerous warps and woofs,
Fret and fuss to chaff…

When finished he had
After what seemed a long strive,   
Daal was what he made.  

Think now… with just five
Things, God...

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Pitter patters foisted wetness on the roofs,
A cat meows noisily to the rain spoofs,
her sweet noise rhythmed the dog's delicious woofs,
The treasure they sang into ears is the proof,
They both hopped like a radiant horse on hoof.

Mice run around to show they enjoyed their shows,
one,...

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Our first trip down the valley
without the old dog. We’ll stay at Motel 6, 
our home away from home, a place 
that welcomes pets.

Remember the time, on a different schedule, 
we stopped here mid-afternoon
to let the dog run among tumbleweeds and wind, 
safe from traffic...

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