Short Mutts Poems

Having Faith
Miracle Man
8/5/2024

Thinking and knowing,
are two mutts that are unlike.
Only one believes. 









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Darn dogs nexr door
I can't take it anymore

Woof, snarl, panting, bark
Whining, scratching, in the dark

I'm tossin' and turnin'
Ears are burnin'

Someone put a muzzle on those mutts
It's driving me nuts!...

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W C Fields loved his booze

   And was known to be a recluse

      He despised women, kids and mutts

         Of that there were no ifs, ands or buts

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved

Placed No. 2 in Andrea Dietrich's "Seeking A New Crop Of Clerihews" Contest - Oct 2012...

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Hark! Hark! The pesky dog doth bark,

   And deposits indiscretions in the park!

      Perhaps doggie wouldn't be such a klutz,

         If masters would learn to mind their mutts!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved

Using a ton of poetic license, this write is based on an old nursery rhyme!...

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Decorate the mama tree! The dogs were wild, throwing confetti free.
The mama tree! The mama tree! The dogs’ delight was enticing me.
Mom stood still and let those mutts decorate her coat and all.
You would have thought she was their personal porcelain doll.
Mama tree! The mama tree! They barked. Come play! It’s free! It’s free!...

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To know you,
Is to feel the pain,
They did to you.
It was insane.
The deep cuts,
They were everywhere.
I could feel them too.
Those filthy mutts.
They did this to you.
To know you, 
Is to love you.
You took me in your hands.
You made me whole. 
Let my life be yours.
I can't help but hurt.
I can feel it deep in my pores....

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How would it be
if all the versions of your imperfect self,
you did not abandon,
but kept out of compassion and love
of all tapped-out mutts.

They are faithful in their own sketchy way
and you, not wanting yet
to put them down; nurse them along.

For now you take yourself for a walk
with your assorted menagerie
hang tough, while gauging
all those most necessary steps
away from your former
beastly being....

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It's a big competition 
Who can be the baddest
As the filthy fingers forge
Of the propagandist
Whilst bank accounts are being filled
Others pay the price
People dying, children crying
Human sacrifice
Gruesome game, what a shame
Made by fickle fools
Where murder is acceptable
Only due to rules
Churns my guts 
Them evil mutts
Those filled with reckless hate...
Guess every person has a choice
To seal their own fate....

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No race,
Non-descript,
Inexplicable,
It deserves a Hit,

Let's twist it and
turn it like a rubiks
cube,

It will reveal itself
or become unglued,

The pressure to label
is more prevalent than
ever,

So they scan to be clever,
Zapping the mutts and unexplained
of this world with one pull of their
unilever,
Xraying until their livers quiver,

"What is that?" They say in unison,
Hmmmm.....Perhaps it tastes like
venison?...

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