Marge sits dappled in
The sun’s lies about springtime.
The wind brings her news.
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I hope it does well
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Teddy’s our foster
Dog. Fourteen but still sassy.
She’ll out-live us all!
Very nice!
That is a thing of beauty - thank you for sharing.
It won’t do so well
If we do not carefully
Count our syllables
Syllables are not a rule
More like a traditional
Suggestion. Go crazy.
Cygnus is a thief
He stole a bag of magnets
And a Lego brick
Does Cygnus X-1
Emit dark matter or not?
Cygnus the cat does
Lewis left last year.
Sudden, unexpected – gone.
The huge void remains.
We lost Annie to
Cancer - IN HER HEART! Despite
This, her’s was golden.
Ahhh, the rare 7-7-6 haiku!
Self-stim cat comfort,
Jet yawns, mewps, suck the edge of
A ragged fleece throw.
Here’s one my sister, who lives in San Diego, wrote about her blind dog, who has since died.
Canine of black fluff
Eyeballs present do not work
Ocean sniff enjoy
A pet squirrel is
An agent of chaos and
Destruction. Just no.
My Parrotlets are
Laying once again. Four eggs
So far. Wish us luck.
Fly on the curtain.
Pepper is up on the bed,
Pointing. Good sight hound!
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The thing is…I did count my syllables. Turns out I can’t count to five without f***ing it up. :sigh:
j