My bully was a hounddog,
I always thought them fun;
He tore my arm and leg apart,
I shot him with my gun.
I dragged him to the burn pile
While bleeding profusely,
I used some sticks and gasoline
Still bleeding profusely.
I finally went to take a bath
(It's been two weeks or more);
The fire was too damned close to home,
I walked to a burning door!
The damned thing wouldn't leave me be
Although my house was gone;
Another dog dragged up his head
And left it on the porch.
DAMNED DOGS!
A contest entry
- Bully by Annexed Josephine.
500 points, ended August 25, 2008, 18 entries
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very humorous!!
I love that story the words flowed smoothly, and it was so darn funny Darn dogs
Good Luck
Thank you great work
Rend
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Animals, animals, all are animals!
LOL We live in the country and burn most of our trash. I actually love dogs and cats but this one happened, kind of. My favorite cat died (my great love for 13 yrs., we'd have died for each other), killed by dogs...a horrible thing and I'll never get over her useless death. I was so torn up that I was unable to bury her so my new hubby chose to burn her rather than have her body dug-up by the many animals around. Our cat protector, a lab, kept bringing her head back to me, putting it on the porch or in my flower bed. He meant well, as I know he loves me, but...UGH! LOL
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haa i like how you rhymed profusely w/ profusely
that was horrible
goodluck in the contest!
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Thank you!
I thought the "profusely" thing was especially inspiring to us crummy writers...kind of like rhyming "obtuse" with "my bus...pronounced BOOS". LOL
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Great job, this is a horrible poem.
Annie
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This is full of bad writing. Great job!
DAMNED DOGS!
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