At first, a Mohawk
Then clothes, showers, chewing gum
Now, the dog wants bling.
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February 24, 2010 at 11:56 am
a lovely haiku , well done
February 24, 2010 at 8:14 pm
Thank you, Wordwand.
February 26, 2010 at 11:28 am
Oh, yea.
street dog, wild and young
pours his doubts into spinning
brushy tail now bare
March 2, 2010 at 10:04 am
Right on Pamela! Thanks!
March 4, 2010 at 10:51 am
Mugsy is a fool
Praying on your sympathy
Give the dog a bone
March 5, 2010 at 8:34 am
B., how dare you upstage me?!? And how come I didn’t think of that (the bone, that is…;)?
March 5, 2010 at 2:04 pm
I Dig your Haiku!
Thanks,
Laz
March 6, 2010 at 10:26 am
Thanks Lance, glad you dig it!
March 11, 2010 at 1:43 pm
I love it. I’ve got a house full of teenagers myself, plus a demanding diva.
March 12, 2010 at 9:32 am
Oy! You’re a brave man, I can barely handle one…
August 30, 2010 at 5:23 am
Very very humourous! 😉
Alan, With Words