English Bulldog Poems - Poems about English Bulldog

...A creative process disguised as a French Bulldog has pooped in my mind-pot, where I was complacently growing small obscure weeds. Muse me, or abuse me you poetry bug, if you are a stinkbug, I......

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...I tell u what shell b the first to tell you Tim is crazy he aint even jealous of the devil he gots propellas on the metal Rest aside those doubts about me weapons of destruction I don;t even trust ......

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...Gentle, sweet and sagging smile, No finer music than her snoring - My loving English bulldog Frankie. Just hate to exercise all alone, Got Frankie to share my walks - She does, to the end o......

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...I awaken to the lovely snorts of my sweet English bulldog, Frankie sits up in my bed, legs out, looks sort of like a frog. Toddling down the stairs assessing the light from the window, We kn......

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...Well I could write endlessly about Frankie my cute English bulldog, But when it comes to being a good watchdog, she’s closer to a log. I do however have a pet that notifies us if someone is a......

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...Never Ending Love Born in a cold basement on Valentine’s Day, She grew up on newspaper and constant radio play. She was the runt of the litter and very poorly fed, When I first laid eyes on her, she......

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...That evening, my dad brought him home He sniffed, and he wanted to roam. With wrinkles, of brown and some white Surely, he was quite a sad sight We spoiled him, right from the start To the ups......

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