someone's left behinds
forgotten over time
now my forever pet
Belong in Dog Pound
Often have tooted my horn
And even one was born
In some sides a thorn.
Searching for a place to go
In wet weather or deep snow
Seems to be so slow.
So when the slow start going
What if we had been knowing
For loop were throwing.
Sounds like some rap song to me
And then end up maybe we
Lost in history.
Lost in time we were both found
Can tell by the smell and sound
Must be in dog pound.
James Horatio Haiku Horn
Heart of Horn Haiku Seven-
Seven-Five haiku.
Just a thought for fans of Kdash,
K was outed by Dog named Snoop.
Video jus called her garden tool trash,
alerting brothers, he shovels the poop!
For the Chastushka contest.
Hardly political but Snoop really reflected upon the “culture” of K.
Props to Snoop Dog!
I woke up one morning and there was no sound
As I got out of bed I looked at the ground
He wasn't there where was my dog
I looked in the rain and searched in the fog
I couldn't find him so I looked by the bay
And then I just relized he got taken away
Smell the bleached floors
Nothing but people swooning
Puppy in a cage~
There once was a dog born in July
With three brothers and a sister, oh my!
In five months he was taken to the pound
And there by a family with a baby was found.
Home they went, but within a month did know
That jealous of the baby the dog did grow.
So, back to the pound he was taken
But the little dog did not feel forsaken.
All his friends were waiting there
Oh my, he didn't have a care!
Brave and bored in a cage he sat
Staring across the room at a large yellow cat.
One day anoher two-legged being came by
To stare, and smile, and say with a cry:
"Look at that face ... what a face!
Oh my, I want to take him home to my place!"
"What's his name?" she asked the clerk with a sigh.
"His name is Logan", the clerk did reply.
Logan? Logan is a strange name to be,
He doesn't look like a Logan that I can see.
But he's certainly masculine, oh my
What a barrel chest and little head held high!
Such a face so strong and wise,
With those big limpid brown eyes.
He looks for all the world to see
Well ... he looks like a, like a Mister to me!
So Mister the Dog found a home
Leaving his friends at the pound all alone.