The old lady was busy scolding pumpkin boy
his familiar black cat was not filled with joy
She wanted her kibbles in a large way
Had this silly pumpkin boy ruined things for her today?
She got up and gave the old lady her best sad eye
Don’t give that look said the hag, bye and bye.
The cat and the pumpkin boy went away without candy.
You owe me a Hershey’s bar, said the cat, Dandy.
Woof woof woof woof
Hello can you hear me I’m human they just say I’m a dog
Hurting in many ways that they say a dog withstands
Hands and knees praying all they see is paws
Food and water or I’ll die no they say kibbles and bits
Strands of me peek but to them I’m wearing a fur coat
Walk the path no they say I walk to chase my tail
Whistling to the wind only to feel pains from hits
My screams turn into whimpers followed by barks
Bury my thoughts no they says I bury bones
Humans can be so cruel but able to go blind
Dogs are man’s best friend yet mines lies to me
Hold me please no you see it as petting me
I want to go home no you say I’ll be in a cage
I can’t wait till I wake from my dreams
There’s simply no quibbles;
my dogs love their kibbles.
There’s really not much else to say.
In an instant, they’re gone,
reappear on the lawn,
changed a bit in the usual way.
As for me, I’d want choice,
for they’re not even moist.
(The food bits; I need to be clear)
As for pooping outside,
that is one I’ve not tried
(‘cept those nightmares you wake from in fear)
A sure sign man’s evolved
are the challenges solved:
both our plates and our bathrooms are plush.
‘Bout this, more could be said,
but my mother is dead,
or she’d probably tell me to hush.
tiger cat was scary the first little bit
stopped Marta in her tracks as she saw fit
Come closer dearie, said the large tiger cat
Let me down some light kibbles as we have a chat
When she saw his humor and story-telling skills
she got over her fear of possibly becoming one of his kills
grandma’s kitten was outrageously large
The guy at the pet store had said “no charge”
They had to get rid of it by end of day
Grandma loved that she did not have to pay
The kitten ate bags of kibbles by the dozen
And chewed off the leg of a slow-moving cousin.
He’s teething grandma rapidly explained to us.
We could hardly stand this little cuss!
Sixty-seven cats marched on Central Avenue Today
In the rain, for it is April, so hey, hey, hey
They had a mission, wanting kibbles and bits.
Some of them were demanding in spurts and spits.
There was hissing and stomping in yellow boots.
These cats were an army, in strong cahoots.
We New Yorkers were intimidated wildly today.
Cats of Central Avenue are serious and here to stay.
Phat argyle cat so furry and fine
Your diamond plaids are right on time
In pink and gray, you may simply dine
On kibbles and bits, chased down with kittish wine.
Been pacing the yard all day
hungry as a bear
Nobody put out my mainstay
my Kibbles and Bits
Barking loud at the backdoor
I say a prayer -
Lord, somebody, please can you pour
some Kibbles and Bits?
At last, the door breaks open
Anybody care?
Maybe they'll notice, I'm hopin'
for Kibbles and Bits.
Here it comes, and with a leap
I tackle my fare.
Such a relief, I fall asleep
on Kibbles and Bits.
January 12, 2023
EKPHRASIS
google dog memes, Bed and Breakfast
Call it as it is!
Not mistaken.
Not uninformed –
They just don't care!
Death in record numbers
at our Southern Border;
Death in the streets
of large cities from
Fentanyl...They just
don't care! Mask-less
getting her hair done;
at the seaside with
his obedient dog, steak
for him and Kibbles
for the population. She
parties in Florida,
while the streets of New
York are rapidly becoming
an uninhabitable sewer –
Even pigeons, rats and
roaches objecting to
piles of feces on sidewalks,
along curbs, obstructing
their normal foraging, healthier
diets of tossed pizza, bagels
and imported lox – They just don't
care! Using God and religion
as a prop, to control the naive
masses, while they get richer,
sitting ever higher on their
imagined Royal Asses. Already
card-caring Mammon's. They
just don't care! Obsessed
with Pursuit-of-power –
badly in need of a soul-cleansing
shower – the Devil Delighted,
fiery-plans for each selfish-hide --
advance reservations on a
Subterranean Ride –
She was more
Than just dessert
She was a full
Course meal
And I ate her
Inside but out
Side of my dream
I wiped my mouth
It seems I had
Been nibbling
On my cat's
Can of kibbles
Noticed recently I'm starting to dribble
Luscious babes, make me wanna nibble
Her knuckles of course
Ear lobes till I'm hoarse
Okay maybe I'll just suck on some kibbles
Imagine if dogs could converse
With humans like “Couldn't feel worse”
Need some Kibbles
To poop out some missles
Wish I had thumbs it's a life-long curse
Orangutan and hound from the bowers
Show love for each other with gentle hug
We can cuddle up for amazing hours
We friends both feeling a little bit smug
Show love for each other with gentle hug
Our keen friendship is our super power
We friends both feeling a little bit smug
We both love kibbles and light rain shower
Our keen friendship is our super power
We can cuddle up for amazing hours
We both love kibbles and light rain shower
Orangutan and hound from the bowers
Written 5-15-2020
Contest: Pantoum and Personification
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Prompt Chosen: Prompt 1
Syllables checked with www.howmanysyllables.com
Over 50 bags of dog food to choose from at tha Tractor Supply and the one I pick up and throw in the buggy has a hole the size of Mt. Everest. I emptied that entire bag into the buggy and buried my shoes up to my ankles in chicken flavored Alpo. Was it the small 10 pound bag of food for MissFortune and other ankle biters? Noooooo. It was the freakin monstrosity 52 pound bag (now with 10% more free) made just for cousin Eddie on Christmas Vacation and could feed Cugo for three months. I panicked and quickly grabbed another nearby buggy then continued my shopping experience. I left a trail of dog food kibbles falling from my pants cuff throughout the store leading up to the checkout register. As I was leaving I could hear, cleanup on isle 5!
Noticed recently I'm starting to dribble
Luscious babes, make me wanna nibble
Her knuckles of course
Ear lobes till I'm hoarse
Okay maybe I'll just suck on some kibbles
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