You can mow me,
you can clip me,
you can piss on my grass.
Just don't dig me up,
or I'll haunt your ass.
The Blue Coll'r Poet 1962 to __?__.
USN,QM3 1981 to 1985
Author notes
When I come back I want to be a handsome, wise, black lab. With a cute lady owner, curly blond hair and sparkly blue/green eyes full of life, mischief and drives a jeep.
And she gives me treats like lobster and steak.
Ha ha ha...
A contest entry
- design your own epitatph by Dull Red.
340 points, ended May 4, 2007, 47 entries
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Comments
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ha. i like the humor that is in this poem. it was quite a relief. nicely done piece. rock on.
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i didn't get it until i saw what the contest was about. then i re-read it..
great job!
good luck in the contest
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