The cold of the night will soon be at hand.
Butch is my company I have no fear.
His warm body makes me feel grand.
He's like a heating blanket when he's near.
**
Butch is my buddy on him I depend.
He guards and protects me the whole night through.
He's always with me we're friends to the end.
There's nothing for me that he would not do.
**
BUT, things are not always rosy and pink.
Even though I love Butch with all my heart.
Last night again I did not sleep a wink.
Don't know what he ate, all he did was fart?
**
God If You're list'ning, and hear my prayer.
Send me a "gas mask" I need some fresh air~
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- Author: Thad Wilk (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 30th, 2024 08:04
- Comment from author about the poem: Shakespearean Sonnet... Yes Sonnets can be funny, cuz I say so !
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 21
Comments4
Excellent
Thank you Tony! π€ π
Glad you enjoyed!!
Keep a smiling!
Best regards βοΈ Thad
You're welcome Thad, and best regards
You'll be all right with Butch, God, and a gas mask! lol.
Howdy Orchidee!! πΉπΉ πΊ
Thank you I applaud!! π π
You're right!
Nothing can go wrong,
With gas mask,
Butch AND God π·
Best regards βοΈ Thad
nothing can go wrong!, π€£
The lad is dyslexic, thatβs all I can say;
Butch is dog but spelt the other way.
So take the big pretender for a walk;
Clear Godβs bowels and forget the baby talk.
Wish I got to study sonnets like that when I woz at school.
Appreciative as always for the trouble youβve gone to, Thad.
Howdy Dave!! πΆπ π
Thank you for stopping
By my friend!! π
Your comment poems
"Dog gone" great! π
Awesome rhyme, flow
and blend!! π
Much enjoyed beginning
to end!!β
Best regards βοΈ Thad
Yr welcome, Thad. My visits here are one of the highlights of my time on MPS. I cannot follow many of the loves, the deep and meaningfuls, the heavily metaphoric, the he-dun-me-wrongs and so on. so I land here for a good laugh.π€£ππ€£π
Wonderful amusing sonnet Thad.
Andy
Howdy Andy!! π€ π
Thank you
my friend!! π
Happy you enjoyed!!
Keep a smiling! π
Best regards βοΈ Thad
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