Portis And Coco Poem by Matt Mondschein
Portis And Coco
Rating: ★5.0
Where the hell are my socks?
I have no more
Portis and Coco
are at it again
all are torn, I can't wear them
Portis, the pit
Coco the Shepoo
playing tug of war
with my socks
so it's back to the store
I'ts never enough
to play with a toy
they still get the joy
for some reason, to sniff with my jocks and
tear up my socks
Thursday, September 3, 2009
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5/10/2024 10:23:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Which would you prefer: your loved one's reeking shirt, or a fluffy store-bought chimera? lol.. love all your poems...(smile)