Thursday 21 November 2013

21st November 2013



Sonnet 19


I heart her adorable little paws,

My pug's much cuter than your human brood,

Okay she's got inbred eyes; snout and jaws -

We both paid dear for this pedigree's blood.

Down the park, she's really not the fleet'st,

Do you think she's having a happy time?

She's on a diet, please don't throw her sweets!

They're like wee humans: being fat's a crime.

It's true she's allowed a deep furrow'd brow,

The whole jolie laide thing inspires my pen;

Her toilet training's execrable,  allow

Her this though - she pees straighter than most men...

    ...I've got a handbag pet, is that so wrong?

    Used with Touche Éclat* she helps me look young.


*Indispensable beauty product by YSL


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