Quite mad.....
he is like a dog that never barks
his voice is silent yet he always underlines
each of his many shouted words
all of which he writes boldly in the upper case
he lies in bed all morning practicing not barking
only to get up at noon and bite his wife
because the coffee is cold and the toast is dry.....
she consoles his rabid need to be the master
of this dog eat dog world and it's love affair with cats.....
she cannot and so thereby will never change his inbred faults
confined to a dogs life with this bulldog of a man
and his urine stained territorial ways
she weeps.....because he never barks
he only blogs......
and then cowers in the fear of real confrontation.......
Love the dogs and cats analogy. Love the whole thing actually. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to set up a webiste... Hugs Anna xxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ha Ha Ha.....Ted you are a genius. Great write! ! !