Just Do It
It was time to visit the vet
With a specimen from my pet
I scooped a lump of coal
But the cheap bag had a hole
Now, I'm driving in a cold sweat
Nauseous, I cannot elude
The smell of what Winnie pooed
Rotten eggs are preferred
Over smelling dog terds
And her ripe farts are far less rude
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
for PDs Pooping Contest
*Yes, my dog is named Winnie after Winnie the Pooh by my son.
We call her Winnie Bear
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2012
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