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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