Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Bull Dog in a Zippered Fleece

It causes me to saunter,
rock on my haunch and pawnder.
A frightful parade, I wander,
         in a zipper and a collar.
Bought on sale for just a dollar.
       My dignity surely squandered.

*Written last winter after seeing a bulldog come out of a neighbor's house wearing a fleece of many colors.

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