THE DOGGED PURSUIT


My Poodle once was a show dog.
Now, she’s just a ‘Ho’ dog
She ran down the street,
Didn’t know she’s in heat.
Doggie boys chased her into the fog.


Different sizes, colors and breeds,
Chased her right into the weeds.
A Labrador, loudly barking,
Heard the Schnauzer remarking,
“Us dogs, you know, we have our needs.”


And there goes a Mexican Hairless.
Bouncy and jumping and careless.
“You’re fixed by the Vet!” I did call.
He yipped,”Nope, still got one good ball!
“I’ll give what I got but I’ll share less.”


Here comes the neighbor’s old Hound.
He just sort of moseys around.
His nose busy sniffing,
I know what he’s whiffing!
And he runs to the Poodle he found.


I hear her barking, howling and teasing.
They are only there for one reason.
Not for exercise or recreation.
They want some fine procreation!
And my Poodle just wants to be pleasing.


I hoped she’d remain a virgin
But now her hormones are surging
They must do her bidding,
“Oh Hairless, You’re kidding!”
Old one ball succumbs to her urging.


Pretty Poodle is getting a balling.
All the doggies are now caterwauling.
They are on her and off her,
And all get to boff her
While their owners are frantically calling.


She runs back to me with a kiss.
She’s had her night of bliss.
And then the puppies arrive,
Looks like at least five!
I scream, “What the hell is this?”


The Lab gave her a Labra-doodle,
And the Schnauzer created a Schnoodle!
“What the hell did you do?
There’s one Cock-A-Poo!”
And old one ball? He did the Chuahoodle!


Swampetta (SWAMPETTA@aol.com)

© Graphics by Marilyn (LaraOct7@aol.com)



 

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© May 6, 2003