Scotty Dogg

Rookie - 183 Points (Don't rightly remember. They always called me Dogg / The Potato Fields, Indiana)

Scrub A Dubby Dub - Poem by Scotty Dogg

With a silly grin and
a heavy sigh
I grab my last brown
banana. Call
in the neighbors honey and
bring the super 8.
Don't
mind the squeals
of delight as I
head for the shower
once again to
make pudd'n for the
holidays.

Topic(s) of this poem: fashion


Comments about Scrub A Dubby Dub by Scotty Dogg

  • (1/23/2012 7:28:00 PM)


    Ahahahah.... You would've had a promising career in the underground papers of LA or any other major city during the sexy sixties, Scotty. You still could, if you wanted. Or ainchu ambitious? (Report) Reply

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  • (12/21/2011 4:34:00 PM)


    Like your style. You put a smile on my face.
    Good to read. Love your biography. You had
    it hard my friend. I too was an orphan.
    My mam died too. I was been raised by my
    Dad but then he died. Shot himself in the back
    Three times. For some reason i got blamed for it.
    The prosicution said how could a man shoot himself
    in the back from 300 feet away. Cos he was a
    cracking bloody shot I said. Not guilty they said.
    Now I too play the blues and write poetry.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 15, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, October 17, 2014


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