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Sarah Writes A Poem
(or Boof)


Boof.
My favorite word.
It means sooo much-
"Let's go car"
"Where's my bone?"
"My ass itches"
Boof, covers it all.
While calculating the
hypotenuse of door knob
mysteries and the zen of "out"
A dog, blackly clad
Tortured my senses by
existing in the same
neighborhood as Sarah.
Sarah, queen of all that
Can be seen, heard or smelled
Is assaulted by a tennis ball slave,
A sight unbearable
I -
- must - shout - - -
Boof! boof, Boof!
My queendom
tolerates no trespassers
In the cage beyond my windows.

Such an adorable poem, Laurie . So true, regarding their perspective of their world .

It is her first poem. She waited tongue lolled and brown-sparkly eyed (and with dogfood baited breath!) for feedback. Says to tell you, "boof." I fear that Sarah (aka Beastwoman) has let this poetic stuff go to her head. I am being nudged for more paper! more paper! What is it she is writing...?? Hmmm...looks like... "Ode To A Tennis Ball." What have i started??!?! L (hehe)

It's a precious, sweet relief, Laurie. Tell your best friend, Sarah, to keep pawing, I mean writing . She may have a career ahead to tend to.