jim foulk

Rookie (july 7,1943 / des moines iowa)

My Corgi Mix - Poem by jim foulk

My Corgi-mix,
when I ever say
that to you, with
a smile do I get,
and a wag of your tail.

You misunderstand
me all the time,
if I say talk,
your ready for a walk.

Your always wanting
something of kisses
do I get, knowing
full well, your up to something.

5: 30 is feeding time,
and you some how
know it, you search
me out and look at your bowl.

Never forget day
we got you, add
in paper read
free Corgi-mix.

What's a Corgi-mix?
the lady brought you
over, love at first
sight with my Corgi-mix.

You have been with
us ten years as
of June 26,2007,
love you so, my Corgi-mix.

wrote 2-28-07


Comments about My Corgi Mix by jim foulk

  • (2/28/2007 9:46:00 PM)

    What a delightful little 'bitser' as we Aussies's call them (a bitta this, a bitta that and a bitta the other) . This poem is written with uninhibited honesty, devotion and gentle humour. I love it. Allie xxxx (Report)Reply

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  • (2/28/2007 3:53:00 PM)

    A wonderful trubute mans best friend Jim (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, January 24, 2011


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