"richaro" poems
walking rounds in wilson ave.
its such a sight to see
the looks that all the people give
to my dog Richaro and me
its like they have never seen
a poodle with a man
have they never been to
the show in Birmingham
perhaps it is the haircut
that grows unevenly
covering the head and tail
but none of the body
or perhaps it is the little shoes
with itty bitty bows
funny, maybe, to wear such things
without baby toes
i could be wrong, for it may
the amount of attitude
turning up a tail to strangers
not really in the mood
so many problems there may be
from bad breath to muddy paws
the nasty things left on the streets
"you know that there are laws..."
but truly the pair of us
are not such a shame to see
you have not met Richaro yet
you have met only me
Mar 27, 2015
Mar 27, 2015 at 1:46 AM UTC