Monday 8 June 2009

Poems by Little Dog



Little Dog has been boasting lately that he is an undiscovered poet.

"Arf arf arfarfarfarfd arf?"
Undiscovered means that you haven't been discovered yet.

"Arf arf arfarfarf?"
Yes, just like America. Well like America a long time ago, anyway. Lets get back to the point, shall we?
"Arf arf."

So L.D. why do you tell the nice people the limerick you were telling me this morning?
"Arf arf."

This is how it goes:
"Arf arf arf arf arf arf arf arf,
Arf arf arf arf arf arf arf arf,
Arf arf arf arf arf,
Arf arf arf arf arf,
Arf arf arf arf arf arf arf arf."

Wow, that's very good L.D., well done!
Now how about that Haiku you wrote.
"Arf arf arf arfku"
Its called and arfku? ... ok fine. Lets hear it.

"Arf arf arf arf arf
arf arf arf arf arf arf arf
arf arf arf arf arf."

Briliant, L.D. you are ace!
Its sublime. Very subtle.
"Arf arf! 8-)"
He is chuckling now. (For a description of what L.D. looks like when he is chuckling, read the post on "Introducing Little Dog".)

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