Chow Poems - Poems about Chow

...#13: Close One, & Cigars To the accords of The Book of Life ... cheers, loose ends of the created stoic string crisscross a heedless sea of empty tears. In the facade of guilt, all ......Read the rest...

... An Introduction to Max Hi, I am a Mastiff cross and my name is Magical Max. To be precise it’s actually Magical Maxi the Wonder Dog but you can call me Max. That’s not to say I possess ma......Read the rest...

...You can make upside down cake with peaches! Wow! I love the idea, said my snippy curt neighbor, Mrs. McDow. That woman never has an original thought said my chow. Sammy is not a normal dog, he doe......Read the rest...

...Unconditional Love I am home hi sweetheart what a beautiful girl yes what a beautiful girl you are and your tabby coat is so good-looking yes rub against my leg yes I know the more complimen......Read the rest...

...Argh, I ne'er got muffin top before - why now!? Once upon a time yours truly did allow himself to consume anything in sight eats of mine in the mein included an assortment of chow. Impossib......Read the rest...

...Public fund for chow Is dishonorable act Like a milking cow.......Read the rest...

...Sounds like a tale but it's all true as two boys are involved. Our class had a boy who was new, a problem had evolved. Both our first name was, Will-i-am so our teacher said this, ......Read the rest...

...Good eye for butterfly He got closer No one knows why The butterfly got spooked Flew way up high in the sky The nature lover began to cry Good eye for a turtle now He got down in the weeds, ......Read the rest...

...THE LYNX That black cat, I spy - he licks the puppet all over. The fox’s red fur feels not the imposition nor the puppetmaster’s paw, but the red fox, my prey, feels the crunch of its bones, i......Read the rest...

...Well it’s one o’clock on a Tuesday The regular crowd wanders in There’s an old broad Sittin’ next to me Wonderin’ which room she’s in She says, “Girl can you join me for bingo? I don’t really......Read the rest...

...The Head's A narrative poem Lionel Derbyshire My grandpa like the mountain I strive to scribe. Around a Indian ocean Of her flat mountain Twains a head and peak Of lion and devil Left an......Read the rest...

...On our first date out in a restaurant, she told me that her grandmother died of pancreatic cancer! “Well, that is not all true, she had an operation”, “it was the operation that killed her shortly af......Read the rest...

...My siblings and I wanted a dog How fun to take him for a jog! But not just any dog ......Read the rest...

...Charley my wheel horse says that Jim is a yack, always jawing now. They are both scrunchers, they nearly swallow their teeth on chow. Jim is unsalted, but not lazy or slow, although he has trail du......Read the rest...

...This worm is proud to be green, I am going on thirteen. ......Read the rest...