Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Poem by Falon Moran

The day began with rime,
A coating of ice all over
Dark sidewalks.
I wanted to fainaigue,
Stay in bed all day,
Forget about everything
Until I walked out to
A risible situation:
A small pup outside,
Howling and begging
For bacon, or anything
He could get, being a
Bit mendacious, continuing
To beg after the fact.
As I left the house, the pup
Gamboled across the lawn,
Excited for his new treats.
A repast to him, but a small
Gift of giving to me:
Ritz crackers, bacon, and
Even some cheese, all
The favorites of a dog.

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