Those who have been on WOL for a while may recall this poem but it seemed to fit the Saturday Rhymer's theme for today.  I'll let readers draw their own conclusions about the literary inspiration.


I like a handsome hound for sport,

But a pretty pup's my treasure;

The hound will stretch and not be caught,

My pup will stretch with pleasure.


The hound may bare his teeth at me

If I should dare to scold him;

My pup will bare his soul to me

When I reach out and hold him.


Proud before my bed at night,

The handsome hound ignores me;

My pup  waits till I dim the light,

Then lies down and adores me.


I like a handsome hound for fun,

But a pretty pup's my treasure;

The hound may take his chance to run,

My pup will take his pleasure.





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John Coopey

Sun 23rd Sep 2018 17:11

Missed this, MC. I'm not a dog person but thus is nice work.

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Taylor Crowshaw

Sat 22nd Sep 2018 08:28

Thanks M.C. enjoyed this. ?

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