i ain't much of a poet

i just play around with it

because i found out wimmen

like poets

 

once in a while

a pome will pop up

in my mind

that's purdy good

 

then i'll read it

to my old dog

here on the porch swing

his head layin gentle in my lap

 

the dog is good to read to

he listens well

and critiques the pome

with his tail

 

two wags is good

3 wags is excellent

no wag means it stinks

 

but most of all

he is the smarter of us two

he never is too critical

 

he knows damn well

where his next meal

is coming from.