Bad Poetry Day

Today is Bad Poetry Day and my buddies Oz and Ku (great poets in their own right) are holding a contest for the Badest poem.

There are prizes and everything!!!!

Dis is my poem.

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Dat's What Scotties Do

How are you today Squirrel,

i race to the trees to search you out,

your tail makes me barkin crazy,

you are truly a pest,

i love to chase you Squirrel

Cos I'm a Scottie; and dat's what we do

How are you today Kong,

i chomp on your rubbery body,

your red skin makes me slobber,

you are a wobbly mess,

i love to play fetch with you and Aunty

Cos I'm a Scottie; and dat's what we do

How are you today Mollie,

i carry your bra around in my mouth,

your blonde fur makes my heart flutter,

you are truly a flirt,

i love to wear your frilly knickers on my head

Cos I'm a Scottie; and dat's what we do
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Now make sure you 'LIKE' my Bad Poem.  I need lots of 'likes' cuz I'm playin catch-up since I entered on the very last day.   Have fun hopping to all the "no-talents poets" out there in blogville and reading their Bad Poems.    They are all really Bad and Funny.

Wags,       

         Ranger