Cadbury and Schwepps
With faces and bodily conformation
and a truly unintelligent character
that only a mother could love their
bipedal adoptive mother takes her
little quadruple darlings in daily tow
throughout the neighbourhood of
far less refined and bred canines
in her demonstrated adoration and
care while even the hounds and the
cross-breeds look on in dismay
at those sadly crushed muzzles,
beady little eyes, caboose-stuffed
bodies and thinly disguised legs.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
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Poetry
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