Treasure Island

jim foulk

(july 7,1943 / des moines iowa)

The moth hound


Of a coon hound
you have heard
there's plenty around

i have found
a very strange dog
who's nothing, but a moth hound

when ever, you see
he sees a moth near by
the moth trys to flee,

it isn't no match
as my dog goes after the moth,
and makes a wonderful catch

he eats it all the way
and chews and swallows
he looks at me, now he wants to play

Submitted: Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Edited: Thursday, December 09, 2010

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