Nov 14, 2011 18:10
This is just a random mind dump post of a poem that sprang to mind this afternoon when I gave the dogs a run in the park behind me. They were doing the usual doggy things, and one of the little ones around here asked me why they sniffed each others bottoms. I remember asking my grandfather the same thing when I was little, and he answered me with this poem, which I told the littlie today - he loved it just as I had. If you haven't heard it before, it may give you a giggle:
The dogs all had a meeting,
They came from near and far,
Some came by public transport,
While others came by car.
But before they were allowed
To enter in the hall,
Each had to hang it's bottom
On a hook upon the wall.
They all got nicely seated,
Each mother's son and sire,
When a dirty little yellow dog
Began to holler "Fire!"
They all jumped up together,
They had no time to look,
And each one grabbed at random,
A bottom from a hook.
This got their bottoms all mixed up,
And made them very sore,
To wear another bottom
That they hadn't worn before.
And that's the reason why a dog
Will even leave a bone,
To smell another bottom
In the hope to find his own!
Sorry...
poetry,
mind dump,
humour