The Necessity of Dogs

Chloe at the door

Saturday Morning

The lawn had just got cutted
Then the rain began to fall
And the weeds that needed pullin'
They'll keep growin' big and tall

So I sit here with my puppy
In a chair, my butt did plop
Writin' pretty silly verses
Waitin' for the rain to stop

And the puppy, she keeps snorin'
Cos' the rain, it scares her not
For the house is air conditioned
So she never gets real hot

I just called to get prescriptions
And the lady she was kind
She said maybe twenty minutes
I just told her I don't mind

Is it stomach I hear growling
Or the thunder from outside?
Either way, I feel real hungry
Need a burger, something fried

So from chair, I'll now be leavin'
For some meds and for some chow
Get some meds that help with healin'
Then nutrition, via cow.

So I'll sign off for the moment
Wishing day will do you well
I'll be back again some other time
Right now, I've things to quell.

Rainy Eve

Nurturing all below with winsome drops
Simple and sublime and splashy
I hear the taps and you want to come in
I hear the dog and she wants to go out
And out I go
Covers me with soft sheets falling at angles
Vibrations of silver and white
Shimmering currency paying the night
Under neighborhood light

The Flea

I THINK that I shall never see
A bug buggy as a flea

A flea makes itchy doggy pest
On dog will feast a gnawing fest;

A flea that looks with compound eyes,
And jumps on Rover never flies;

A flea that lands on Rover’s hair
And makes a condo living there;

Whose sole intention eggs to lay;
Now on upholstery, what a pain.

Few are bugs that bother me
Begone before I powder thee.

Copyright 2010 Warren Baker

Still Chasing After Cars I Hear

(to Paul Simon's Still Crazy After All These Years)

I know a dog, Rover
He’s a bit uptight
He seems so tense and edgy
And he’ll hide
When we gather at the road sign
Little Rover knows no fear
Starts chasing after cars he hears

Not much to understand
Why dogs will mobilize
We love to chase those
Older Chevrolets
Of Toyotas we are not fond
Bad brakes are what we fear
Love chasing after cars we hear
Love chasing after cars we hear

Walks in the morning
Flex my plumbing
Loving my life at play
Hear engine purring
Car spy I.
A small tan coop-ay.

Now I wait for the road show
Then I lunge for cars
I know I’ll catch a Porsche
Nine Two Eight
Till my owner is evicted
By his neighborhood of peers
I’m chasing after cars I hear
Oh, I’m chasing
Just chasing
I’m chasing after cars I hear.

Copyright 2010 Warren Baker

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