Right Nestled Securely Among Wrong
Our old friend, haiku
Long may he rot!
Loaf, he no laiku
Hmm, why Loaf no like?
Perhaps he's a curmudgeon
Or maybe a cur
We, in the meantime
Forcing a smile
Giggle as he "bathes"
If Loaf will not play
Through being in high dudgeon
We'll throw him a bone
And, rabid or not,
He will have to be restrained
Forcibly, maybe
Loaf takes a cat nap
Time to change his newspapers
Fetch, Loaf, fetch. Good dog.
Look in the mirror
And see yourself reflected
Who is it, really?
Contributors: | Karin, loaf, Beefy, TG, Kansas Sam, Roland, F, N. |
Poem finished: | 10th October 2003 by Anon.. |