Ima Ryma Poems
A Dog Of Few Words
A clerk said, 'Next in line - this way.'
A dog spoke up, 'I guess I am.'
'What can we do for you today? '
'I want to send a telegram.'
The clerk handed the dog a note.
'You'll have to write it out somehow.'
The dog took pen in teeth and wrote,
'Bow wow wow, bow wow wow, bow wow.'
The clerk read what the dog had penned.
'One to ten words have the same fees.'
'There's eight words now, so you can send'
'Another 'bow wow' if you please.'
'No, ' the dog said, 'Just between us, '
'One more would sound ridiculous.'
'Where's my sandwich? I'm gonna tell.'
He whined and made a face. I smiled.
Little brothers are living hell.
I should have been an only child.
'Shut up or starve, That's how it goes.'
I glanced away. That's when he threw
A can of pepper up my nose.
I sneezed until my face was blue.
I came real close to fratricide.