DO YOU LOVE DOGS AND ENJOY GOOD POETRY?
Then for God's sake do not click here.
(Thanks to Iowacookiemom)
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Posted by: thirst for first | July 22, 2005 at 06:57 AM
First?
Posted by: Bumble | July 22, 2005 at 06:57 AM
Alas, I'm not first.
thirst for first has beaten me.
I post in disgrace.
Posted by: Bumble | July 22, 2005 at 07:01 AM
As punishment Bumble, you must wear Fido's hood. If you yell "first" again out of order, we will neuter you. Then mudstuffin will write a poem about it. We are a very strict blog.
Posted by: Somewhere North | July 22, 2005 at 07:02 AM
Always, sniffing
I will find them someday
My missing balls
Posted by: Rick Newman | July 22, 2005 at 07:05 AM
Always sniffing
I will find them someday
My missing balls
Posted by: Rick Newman | July 22, 2005 at 07:05 AM
Always sniffing
I will find them someday
My missing balls
Posted by: Rick Newman | July 22, 2005 at 07:11 AM
*tucks tail between legs and whimpers*
Posted by: Bumble | July 22, 2005 at 07:11 AM
Always sniffing
I will find them someday
My missing balls
Posted by: Rick Newman | July 22, 2005 at 07:12 AM
You have a tail already? Fido - is that you? If so, we have an appointment with the vet in an hour...
Posted by: Somewhere North | July 22, 2005 at 07:17 AM
Haven't found them yet, but terribly sorry about sending the same damn message over and over and over. SOmehow its just not as funny the 27th time.
Posted by: Rick Newman | July 22, 2005 at 07:18 AM
The 27th time?
Posted by: Balanchine | July 22, 2005 at 07:24 AM
bumble sits in the corner
hang-dog look, downcast eyes
enormous collar conical, comical
near the rump, a small blood-stain
bad blogger, bad
Posted by: mudstuffin | July 22, 2005 at 07:24 AM
Actually, Rick, for me it got funnier the more often I read it. Each time I discovered a new level of meaning, a new depth, a new frission of je ne sais quois-ness, if you will.
Posted by: Funny Name | July 22, 2005 at 07:28 AM
I'm not so surprised
To learn that tons of folks can't
Count their syllables
Posted by: Jimbo Muffen Curd Spurdler | July 22, 2005 at 07:28 AM
Reading through some of the poetry on that site, I have come to the conclusion that many of those writers post here on the blog. Or many of our bloggers post on that site. Or something like that.
Scroll down the read the one written by commodore. It's hilarious.
Posted by: VictoriaE77 | July 22, 2005 at 07:29 AM
But, I thought you said I was going to the vet to be "tutored"!!
Posted by: "John Galt" | July 22, 2005 at 07:31 AM
You are. You'll be tutored in the art of not humping the sofa.
Posted by: Somewhere North | July 22, 2005 at 07:46 AM
I think that I shall never see
A neutered dog that will not pee
Upon his owner's sleeping breast
Or on his toothbrush, whilst he rest
A dog seeks but one thing all day
Each thing he mounts, as if to say
"My love for you I seek to share
I chewed your favorite underwear"
Bereft of balls, his spirit slain
His sunshine hidden by your reign
Dogs are cut by fools like me,
But only God can stop their pee.
Posted by: Christobol | July 22, 2005 at 08:11 AM
Family member...
I lick myself, wipe my butt
on the white carpet
Posted by: snif | July 22, 2005 at 08:11 AM
The zip is certainly out of that Zippy.
Posted by: Brainy Jello | July 22, 2005 at 08:12 AM
Neutered I may be,
They should have taken my teeth.
Revenge will be sweet...
Posted by: silver | July 22, 2005 at 08:39 AM
Powerless, neutered,
Weakened by vasectomy;
All c0ck and no balls
Posted by: M.C. | July 22, 2005 at 08:47 AM
Here I sit
Brokenhearted
Tried to lick
Can't get started
Posted by: xmnr | July 22, 2005 at 08:50 AM
After reading his "poetry" I'm starting up a collection to get Mr. Rowley neutered. Stop him before he breeds!
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | July 22, 2005 at 09:16 AM
While Neutered Dog Haikus WBAGNFARB, I can't help but wonder how Iowacookiemom found that site.
Did she "google" Neutered Dog Haikus or what?
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | July 22, 2005 at 09:19 AM
Ode ot an olde Dave column
His owner must think he's a hippy
He's took his dog in for a snippy
From humping retired,
Now constantly tired
He's taken the zip out of Zippy
Posted by: Brainy Jello | July 22, 2005 at 09:38 AM
that was the funniest. alas, i suck at writing haikus.
Posted by: queensbee | July 22, 2005 at 10:15 AM
surprisingly i'm
the dog who ate mother's toes.
she had me neutered
Posted by: Brad | July 22, 2005 at 10:21 AM
Snipped dog poetry
I'm not really sure, but was
Richard Gere involved?
Posted by: sct72 | July 22, 2005 at 10:56 AM
sct32: would "snipped doggy dog" be a good name for a hip-hop "artist".
Posted by: markhh | July 22, 2005 at 11:05 AM
Not unless they want to get "snipped" themselves!
Posted by: sct72 | July 22, 2005 at 11:14 AM
my dog looks so sad
him and i should play a game
fetch your balls fido
Posted by: sapa-dpa | July 22, 2005 at 12:12 PM
Thanks a lot, Christobol... how does one go about removing a fine spray of Aquafina Flavor Splash from between computer keys????
Posted by: Jillywilly | July 22, 2005 at 12:25 PM
*correction*
snip snip was the sound
I cut cat's hair in my dream
I woke with no balls
I think I'll stick to writing soft porn. :)
Carry on.
Posted by: punky brewster | July 22, 2005 at 12:51 PM
snip snip was the sound
I cut cat's hair in my dream
I awoke with no balls
I think I'll stick to writing soft porn. :)
Posted by: punky brewster | July 22, 2005 at 12:52 PM
Ooh cool! My mistake came AFTER my correction. Ain't that a hoot.
Posted by: punky brewster | July 22, 2005 at 12:52 PM
"Good" poetry?
I'm sorry, nothing personal, but much of it is mere doggerel ...
Posted by: U.O | July 22, 2005 at 03:19 PM
**Looks for something to throw at U.O.**
Posted by: alanboss | July 22, 2005 at 09:24 PM
now, now. i'm sure this is what U.O ment.
doggerel:2: An elevated mass-transit system for canines.
Posted by: cyn | July 23, 2005 at 05:59 AM
HMMM, all these shaggy dog stories where the doggies zip got zapped. Ya'll need to meet my St. Bernard named Jack.
We too had Jacks balls given a whack. Thinking he would lose his interest in the ladies. Unfortunately, now he pays us back by howling and humping us or the bed if ever a pheromone hits the air. In fact it's quite risky,( no matter where he is in our home,) if ever we even think we might like to get frisky.
Shut the door you say, yep we've tried it that way but the door and the carpet didn't stand a chance against the onslaught of his huge craggy paws or his slobbery jaws. Now the whole neighborhood knows before we yell thar she blows. Cause Jack howls every time underneath our windows.
Sorry folks, couldn't get the problem into an easy rhyme. So much for no zip. We can figure out a solution and I'm too embarrassed to call the vet up to ask how we can stuff his nose so he doesn't smell any pheromones when we are thinking about getting frisky.
Posted by: Alexandra | July 25, 2005 at 11:15 AM
HMMM, all these shaggy dog stories where the doggies zip got zapped. Ya'll need to meet my St. Bernard named Jack.
We too had Jacks balls given a whack. Thinking he would lose his interest in the ladies. Unfortunately, now he pays us back by howling and humping us or the bed if ever a pheromone hits the air. In fact it's quite risky,( no matter where he is in our home,) if ever we even think we might like to get frisky.
Shut the door you say, yep we've tried it that way but the door and the carpet didn't stand a chance against the onslaught of his huge craggy paws or his slobbery jaws. Now the whole neighborhood knows before we yell thar she blows. Cause Jack howls every time underneath our windows.
Sorry folks, couldn't get the problem into an easy rhyme. So much for no zip. We can figure out a solution and I'm too embarrassed to call the vet up to ask how we can stuff his nose so he doesn't smell any pheromones when we are thinking about getting frisky.
Posted by: Alexandra | July 25, 2005 at 11:17 AM
HMMM, all these shaggy dog stories where the doggies zip got zapped. Ya'll need to meet my St. Bernard named Jack.
We too had Jacks balls given a whack. Thinking he would lose his interest in the ladies. Unfortunately, now he pays us back by howling and humping us or the bed if ever a pheromone hits the air. In fact it's quite risky,( no matter where he is in our home,) if ever we even think we might like to get frisky.
Shut the door you say, yep we've tried it that way but the door and the carpet didn't stand a chance against the onslaught of his huge craggy paws or his slobbery jaws. Now the whole neighborhood knows before we yell thar she blows. Cause Jack howls every time underneath our windows.
Sorry folks, couldn't get the problem into an easy rhyme. So much for no zip. We can figure out a solution and I'm too embarrassed to call the vet up to ask how we can stuff his nose so he doesn't smell any pheromones when we are thinking about getting frisky.
Posted by: Alexandra | July 25, 2005 at 11:18 AM