Dog House

w c

Dog House

 

He was in his house

And I felt proud at it

With room for him inside

To move around a bit

 

It was a special house

With shingles on the roof

And with a little porch

Where he could lie down too

 

When the sun beat down

He had plenty shade

And he lounged around

His house every day

 

He could see the rain

Whenever it came down

And remained dry

When all was wet around

 

The house was solely his

And he barked when he could

At those he didn’t know

In his neighborhood

 

 

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 23rd, 2018 00:09
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments2

  • orchidee

    A fine write w c. Could you build one for my 18+ watchdog Fido?! lol.

    • w c

      Are you saying your dog, Fido, is 18 years old?! lol.

      • orchidee

        Erm, nope, he is my 18+ watchdog - he barks if anyone has not marked a poem as 18+ and it should be marked up. Or where he thinks there is anything I might swoon at! lol

      • Laura🌻

        w c,

        That IS a great house!
        Lucky dog 🐶!
        I love the pastel colors!

        I enjoyed the read!
        Thank you for sharing!

        ~Laura~

        • w c

          Thanks, Laura. He is, indeed, a very lucky dog.



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