Baxter

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’tis a story of Baxter,

a dog

who awoke one morning

in a valley of fog

accompanied by

a tiny frog

sitting nearby on a log

croaking

let’s go to town

cause this ain’t where

we can chug a beer

nor see so clear

what may appear

in a sky

should we venture that far

from the next bar

we encounter

should we find one soon

perhaps entertain some folks

I’ll howl, you croak

cause that’s how it sounds

when them folk karaoke

after one too many shots

start looking round for

something hot

to take out in the parking lot

to satisfy

even ones with just one eye

which reminds me of

you Baxter, you mutt

but you do have a nice butt

so let’s split this scene.

  One thought on “Baxter

  1. May 11, 2019 at 3:40 pm

    And butts are all the rage now… 😊

    Liked by 1 person

  2. May 11, 2019 at 11:56 am

    Aww!❤️❤️

    Liked by 1 person

  3. May 11, 2019 at 8:28 am

    There is some truth in Baxter’s story….but, you did make me giggle 😊

    Liked by 1 person

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