Lola's Poems

I went out for three hours and came back to find this little pile of magnetic tiles. Lola tried her paw at rhyming here. I continue to suspect hallucinogenic influence.

Be sure to read the note following the poem.

Dog don't fly
ask sky
sun hot burn

Nuzzle virtue
Want coffee

Okay, so I put the words in order and I get a good chuckle. A little while after that, I pick Lola up and show her the assembled poem, reading it out loud. I told her that I hoped I got it right, because I'm just a dumb human and what do I know anyway. When I put her down, she went over to the refrigerator and flicked off a single word:

Spooky. I figure no one will believe me.
But what do I care; I was there.

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