Long Woofs Poems

(alternate title – A bona 
er fide dog day afternoon delight).

A mere half dozen vowels 
constitute the English language 
    Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay
Consonants comprise majority
  
(sans remaining twenty) 
   ...

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Once I got there I realized that I couldn't have found a more suitable spot to finish the novel that I started but then was stalled, just like the depressed economy in Detroit I fled...

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Mama fox mama fox what will you do
your kits are hungry and its only you
The farmer killed your man and
you didn't even get the hen
Mama fox mama fox its up to you

A boy threw a...

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For breakfast she starts out modestly:
a cup of tea, no milk, but sugar plenty.
By nine o’clock her stomach’s growling,
and Edna’s in the kitchen prowling.
There must be something she can chew,
a bagel or a donut, and...

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Les C. More back from the vay-cay holidays,
giving my poetry peeps
a look-see at an odd Klondike meet




He ain’t nothing but
small potatoes
Trying to live
big-talk lettuce large

His backsliding snowshoes
walk so holey
That short con grifter grin
spin tall tales...

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By ears and whiskers, ain't no more
A sadder thing that being in the dog house,
On a rainy day.
Make no bones about it, when momma's
Mad I'm hanging my head low.
Jo dirt has nothing on how bad...

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Ma was in the pantry with no food to make a snack
‘Pa,’ she said, ‘go get your coat and leave this foodless shack,
You’d better take your bang bang and don’t think of coming back
Unless you’ve...

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The nucleus of a pin cushion is akin to the internal mechanisms of a sausage. A big massive drama but don't tell Dalai Lamar and the turtle doves will sing and swing in the breeze....

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Mc Kit, im a cat i compose my songs
a dog's gonna to bark, a dog is a dog
i go to an extent come see how long
dog sits on a chain, cats are free to walk
no...

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Where conifers gaily waltz tempos evergreen
Unspoiled by human deeds, pure, and pristine,
Eagles soar there, spanning freedom wings 
And trees gently whisper to rhythmic bird trills
Echoing grey owls, blue jays, robins, crossbills,
Hopping, jumping, circling, frolicking in...

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Paws on the Avenue

Every afternoon ‘bout half past four
Paddy and I go out the door
No straying from our daily ritual.

Paws on Fido Avenue
Happy tails of sloppy kisses unmuzzled
Parade of canines – every kind “bone-i-fied.”

A purebred...

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Our first trip down the valley
without the old dog. We’ll stay at Motel 6, 
our home away from home, a place 
that welcomes pets.

Remember the time, on a different schedule, 
we stopped here mid-afternoon
to let...

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Humpenscrumy Bubblahoot ruttletoo
Gulping chomping vayvaycrootoo
Nostrils flaring bumpun fiddle trung
In the holtapolta garden flicker mung

Wags and woofs crimba tungee moss
Trabble fongslulu around wastry gross
Scratching terthy cangs of drigglyfrock
Zinging away buggly condrax chucrock

Trouble drouble lumps of quundoo...

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Came a master chef
With best of Michelin stake
And boasted to make 

Master class of soups
With numerous warps and woofs,
Fret and fuss to chaff…

When finished he had
After what seemed a long strive,   
Daal was...

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