Interjection

     Just a bit of a chuckle for a Friday morning. (I hope). Not much effort involved in this. Sorry.

But, have a fiendishly, friendly, Friday anyway,

Jake.

Oh, where, oh where,
has my little
dog gone?

Oh, where,
oh, where,
can he be?

I have no idea,
where your little,
mutt is.

But, on my lawn,
he’s gone,
frequently!

 

Jack Downing

June 2009

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4 Responses to Interjection

  1. I hate feral cats or any cats for that matter. They go in everyone’s yard except in the yard of the dopey old lady that keeps them. I’d like to shoot her and the cats. But a very funny take on a not so funny topic.

  2. Beth Ann says:

    I think I saw your little mutt in my yard the other day……he left a present for you so if you want I can send it your way….

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