Darn the luck
I got in life
stuck as guard dog
for that guy
who loves the pirate way.
Decided to dress us
just to fit his dream,
then figure being neutered
would somehow enhance
the theme.
Boy was that a mistake
split some grog with the vet,
who went to cutting
and cost me my leg.
Guess if I had to lose a limb
at least it wasn't that one,
which I need for so much fun.
At least I still got all my teeth,
so when I can get close enough to him,
how I'll reward him for this peg-leg
by using them to give his butt
my own version of a broadside.
A contest entry
- 2 hours only by queen.
300 points, ended September 24, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Nice job on the prompt, poor dog my butt he gets more attention than I do. Fun read putting a smile on my face, thanks and best of luck to you in the contest, Boog
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lol....what a fun read!
Poor lil' doggy
But,
as you stated in the poem,
at least he still has the
fun leg
Love, Lane
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Super funny
I really enjoyed this piece I do feel for the poor dog. good luck in the contest
LISA
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very cute poem poor little pirate pup thank you for entering and good luck in the contest
Barbara
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