Sunday Poem by AHO Speaks

Sunday morning and Rudy and Judy still asleep
These two are like twins of the deep.

Both with exquisite form and frame
Imagine one dog and the other is a dame.

One asleep on my bed
The other I call a sleepee head.

Not sure about the word sleepee but that's what I said.

You will have to acknowledge I have a license as a poet
To manipulate and use words even when I don't know it.

Don't know what I just said but you can ask a dead poet.

It is nine o'clock and all is well
Both my loves are asleep and all is swell.

An old saying. 'let sleeping dogs lie'
Every once in awhile Rudy will let out a sign.

Well I am off to get my manly things
Sunday paper of weight and sweet rolls I will bring.

I share my paper with everyone in the house including Judy
Then practical application for two days by my best friend Rudy.