Ima Ryma Poems
|649.||Not Forgiving For Giving||12/13/2008|
|650.||Curse Of The Bard||2/28/2009|
|651.||Feel Like Talking||3/7/2009|
|653.||His And Hers||3/22/2009|
|657.||Forgive Not, Forget Not||1/23/2009|
|658.||Miracle On The Hudson||1/24/2009|
|660.||No Place For Prejudice||2/8/2009|
|663.||For A Friend||1/10/2009|
|669.||Seal The Deal||6/14/2009|
|670.||No Fly Zone||6/21/2009|
|671.||Fool Once, Twice...||6/28/2009|
|672.||Diary Of Llan Ramon||7/4/2009|
|673.||Pedestrian On All Fours||7/11/2009|
|678.||Call For Help||8/15/2009|
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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.'
I left my hotel and strolled through
The nearby cemetery gate.
I was surprised to run into
Someone like me out walking late.
His name was Dave, a handsome lad.
While we talked, I became aware
The night chill had him shaking bad.
I let him have my coat to wear.
We kept each other company,