Tag: birds

(a poem told from the perspective of my dog, Rudy)

Dem Boids is a skritchin’

I know dey is out dere

I heard dem outside, just den.

I’ll just pop out dis mornin

To gives thems’ a barking

Dat cat from next door,

I seen him dere, too.

I’ll keep barking at boids

Til you get up and feed me

And den, just a little bit

After as well.