I told Mom we had to write a B..A..D poem.
Why, she said.
Well…because Oz said so.
I banged out something on Mom’s puter and here it is–in all it’s badness.
(And I know you’re not.)
There is that sun
Shining down where I run.
Where is the water?
I continue to run.
My tongue hangs out
My nose seeks out…
I lap from the bowl
But know I need more.
I can sense
The river is near.
I look to my Mom
She says to go on
The river is near.
My tummy is wet
The river is cool.
I am NO FOOL.
And now I’m not hot!
That’s it, folks. What can I say???
U R the canine poet laureate supreme. We wagged and BOLed = this is a good poem!!! wag wag Max, Bella, & Lady
So. Much. Brilliance! Sage, I think you should be the poet laureate of Blogville. 🙂
That is a great B.A.D. poem! Bravo!
We’ve read worse, and it definitely represented how you were feeling. XO, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo
Oh Sage that’s not bad at all! WOL!
Dude! You’re speakin’ to ME!!
WOWZERZ! We Beaglebratz thinkz that iz a really good “bad” poem – it tellz us all’boutz how u wuz feelin’b-4 an’after the water.
Shiloh-Lord of the Manor an’Diva Shasta
Wow! Whee are in the presence of a master poet rhymer! That’s awesome!
The Pigs xx
Wow, it’s a real good bad poem LOL.
hey you did great woof! High Paw
Bravo Sage that is the best bad poem ever 🙂 hugs and loves Fozziemum xx
Sage!!!!! That is such a GREAT Bad poem!!! I love it…and it actually is not that bad. Bravo!!
That’s a really great bad poem, Sage – we might have to put our paws to this next time:)
Woos – Phantom, Ciara, and Lightning
A truly good bad poem 🙂 I’m happy it was about water, but I was also expecting some mud.
If that’s a bad poem, I can’t wait to see one of your good ones. 🙂
Not so bad poem really Sage!!! Thanks so much for your visit to my blog!! Poor Tom!!!
That’s a really nice bad poem 🙂 And now I need to drink some water, lol.
I’d say that was pretty good, Sage, and I’m not surprised you chose that subject matter!