Dog Guitar Poems

Vulessero Vasa, she called my name from the cleaned room.
There she asked: Vide O' Mare? no: no I answered, looking
at a painting Spira Tanti sentimento,...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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I heard the say from a mile away,
I’m sitting on the avenue seeking god forgiveness, 
Look to sky it a stormy weather,
If I pass bury...

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monorhymed quintet

Aunty Karen, what is this?
A guitar, my little miss,
this is how you play, sweet sis.
Her music makes both dogs hiss;
but to Ella, it is...

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It never seems to amaze me
How stupid some people are
Whenever I am out
And take along my guitar.

''Is it a guitar'' people say
''No an ironing board''
I...

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Somewhere, a guitar is crying.

All around is calm and quiet.

Only the guitar is crying.

The sigh of Silence is audible.

The guitar is crying,

and the last trolley...

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