180730

180730
He shan’t do that again

Woke last night to quite a scare
Something riled up Brownie bear
Went downstairs to scrutinize
And could not believe my eyes
Little Linc was moaning low
He had stuck his pinky toe
In the radiator grill
Underneath the window sill
He was hanging upside down
Front paws couldn’t touch the ground
Don’t know how long he was there
Flailing, mewling in the air
Picked him up and set him free
Linc collapsed upon my knee
We had gotten such a fright
That we slept all day and night

180718

180718
Lazy days of Summer

Though it’s barely one
Linc lays in the sun
Brownie’s in my lap
Guess we need a nap

180716

180716
It’s chaos, be kind

It’s getting close to one year gone
I’ve moved away but not moved on
To all the friends I left behind
You all should know, you’re on my mind
I’ve made mistakes both here and there
But with Linc’s help and Brownie Bear
I’ll make it through each day and night
To one year since we lost Jean Wright

180604

180604
Happy 50th SP! ❤

Happy birthday Sweetie Pea
Wish that you were here with me
In our house in Kilkenny
I’ll love you eternally

180514

180514
Slán mo chairde

Today I leave the USA
For Ireland where skies are grey
And while I leave loved ones behind
I had to leave or lose my mind
I miss my Sweetie Pea so much
I miss her smile, her laugh, her touch
So, I must go and start anew
I’m bringing Linc and Brownie too
We’ll settle there and start a life
Without my fucking awesome wife
I hope this works, my fingers crossed
This mental move comes at a cost
Emotional – financial too
And yet I must still bid adieu
The Emerald Isle is not that far
I guess I should say au revoir

180511

180511
This week has been rough

The vet has gone and screwed the pooch
I gotta find an ass to smooch
I feel like I’ve been helped by none
I will be glad when this is done

180509

180509
Having pets is not cheap

I drove real far so we can fly
I had to see my money guy
No matter how much dough is lost
Brownie and Linc are worth the cost

180418

180418
They’re at Hotel MomNDad

My two pets got left behind
Brownie didn’t seem to mind
As he shredded up the drape
Linc made plans for his escape
Leaving them doth make me swoon
I’ll be back to get them soon

180416

180416
Something something something cocks!

Though his head is filled with rocks
Brownie likes to go for walks
Sometimes we will march for blocks
While Linc sits atop a box

180330

180330
Traffic was not good this Friday

That was a long drive
Goodbye Santa Maria
Hello Buena Park

180326

180326
So long stuff

The time has come, today’s the day
I’ve packed my stuff, it’s gone away
This empty house, where once was cheer
Is hollow now, without my gear
As I chill with Brownie and Linc
I think of friends, and raise my drink
To Sweetie Pea, I love you most
The sun sets on the Central Coast

180323

180323
I like to move it move it

If it was crucial I’ve packed it
If it was boxed up I’ve stacked it
If it was empty I’ve filled it
If it was useless I’ve killed it

180309

180309
Wiggle butt and wiggle toes

I walk around with Brownie Bear
He likes to shake his derrière
And when he dreams, he wiggles toes
So then I boop him on his nose

180228

180228
Downward farting dog

Brownie has a dootie
Brewing in his booty
Though he is my buddy
His stench is real cruddy
What is in his belly
That could be so smelly?
Maybe it’s the fish skin
That he had for din-din
Now my nose is smarting
“Brownie please stop farting!
Your ass gas is rotten
Go and get to squattin’!”

180212

180212
They make more money than me

First day at new job
My pets are my coworkers
And they brought donuts

180124

180124
Grassy ass

Fluffy kitty in the grass
Please let me and Brownie pass
We are going for a walk
You don’t have to be a cock
Fluffy kitty in the grass
Stands his ground ‘cause he’s an ass
Brownie wants to make him pay
But we walk the other way

180101

180101
Not a bad start

It’s the first day of the year
Linc and Brownie are both near
Even though I’m feeling blue
They help change my point of view

170717

170717
I need a miracle every day

I feel so hopeless
There is nothing I can do
Except be right here

170628

170628
We’ll get through this together

Avoid strife and hate
Focus on the ones you love
Nothing else matters

170621

170621
Put that away!

Brownie wants to get a treat
And he has a brand-new trick
He will sit down on your feet
And display his red lipstick

170616

170616
Jean is my Wonder Woman

Though sweet Jean is still real sick
Those good thoughts sure did the trick
You can always send some more
To this cancer warrior

170327

170327
I don’t like Mondays

The weekend was great
Two days of fun and frolic
But now it’s Monday

170220

170220
She left in a cloud of farts

There once was a black dog named Raven
To greet you her tail would be wavin’
She had one good trick
But then she got sick
No longer she’ll be misbehavin’

160810

160810
Next time I’ll call pizza slut

The dogs are fed, the cat is too
Now it’s my turn to have a chew
But Jean is gone, I’m on my own
My stomach growls, I start to moan
I look around for food to nuke
The leftovers all look like puke
So I decide to cook from scratch
I gather wood, and strike a match
I fill a pot, and start to boil
I grease the pan with olive oil
I marinate the meat in sauce
I chiffonade like I’m a boss
I bake spring rolls as an hors d’oeuvre
Then right before I start to serve
My eyes open, I’m on the floor
My head had banged the freezer door
My night as chef was just a dream
I settle for melted ice cream

160506

160506
I can’t live without her

Jean is away – she’s gone for work
I stumble ’round like a big jerk
The dogs are dead, cat ran away
She has been gone for one whole day
We’re out of food and no clean clothes
I showered with the garden hose
The house burned down at half past noon
I really hope she comes back soon

160502

160502
I should masticate more

If you are squeamish, I must warn
I’m going to write about poo corn
It’s always there, it never leaves
Just seeing it gives me dry heaves
I’m not a dope, I’m not a fool
I don’t know why corn stays in stool
It starts it’s life grown on an ear
And ends up coming our your rear

160401

160401
International Trump day

Brownie and Raven are good dogs
On weekends, we go riding hogs
I want to move to the UK
I want to work all night and day
Trojans and Yankees are my faves
Olives and mushrooms are my craves
Corned Beef is the best Irish food
That Kanye West is one cool dude
I like DC more than Marvel
I like life forms that were larval
The best rock group is Fleetwood Mac
My life is planned by zodiac
Tom Cruise told me about Xenu
It fits right in with my world view
As president, Trump has the tools
If you believe this – April Fools!

160328

160328
She’s one pernicious pooch

I love Raven with all my heart
Until she rips a noxious fart
It melts my face; it curls my hair
It grosses out poor Brownie Bear
What does she eat? Is it the grass?
What festers in that evil ass?
I’ve gone from love to really hates
The dog that always flatulates

160101

160101
Good start to the year

2015 is gone
We wake up with a yawn
Many hours past dawn
As the morning drags on
Twilight Zone Marathon
New Year for Jean and Sean

151225

151225
Tiny Tim like Xmas poem

I have no time
To make a rhyme
I hope those deer
Are warm and near

151106

151106
Happy or hungry?

You seem excited to see me
Do you need food or want to pee?
Perhaps you thought that we were dead
And worried how you would get fed
How did you spend your time today?
Did you destroy or did you play?
There’s no debris, so I conclude
That I will give you some wet food

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