Dogs A Barking Poem by Mark Heathcote

Dogs A Barking



Tail Wagging
Hair thinning
Eyes fading
Legs weakening
Clothes shrinking
Skin wrinkling
Stature shrivelling
Sex appeal diminishing
Old friends dying
Lovers fighting
New-borns crying
Bald and smiling
Eyes opening
Legs crawling
Cradle cap appalling
Mouths a mewing
Dogs a barking
Gramps snoring
It's just another day, good morning.

Monday, June 8, 2015
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