prompt - For today’s prompt, I want you to pick an animal; make that animal the title of your poem; then, write a poem.
the english bullterrier
I am Munnin of Ragnarok
what's that you say ...
funny sounding name, huh, peasant!
google it.
my ancestry is excellent
my mama is Bilboen Lucifer's Daughter
oh yes indeed ...
impressed now are you?
Terjo Lord of the Ring is my papa
your eyes widened there!
we are big boned and beautiful
my mouth is show perfect
why are my ears bandaged?
obviously you are one of the ignorant
occasionally, my perfectly formed
pointy bullie ears, well ...
they flop, flopping is not good
hence the ear gear!
it is a passing phase
soon my ears will point wickedly at the sky
who might you be human?
tell me your ancestry
pure mongrel you say...
and not young either
your hair is quite silver
and to be honest
your teeth have seen better days
your legs still look pretty sturdy
perhaps if i decide to take you
i will still be able to walk you for a while.
Copyright © 2009 by Eryll Oellermann
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1 comment:
Frickin' judgmental English Bullterriers!
You're really mixin' up the moods with these, Reef. Love the humor. Rock on.
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