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To: Carolyn who wrote (3001)8/2/1999 12:30:00 PM
From: faqsnlojiks   Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 7442
 
Thanks Carolyn for that nice story. You win the pup Haiku prize:

Dog Haiku's
>>
I love my master;
Thus I perfume myself with
This long-rotten squirrel.
>>
I lie belly-up
In the sunshine, happier than
You ever will be.
>>
Today I sniffed
Many dog butts -- I celebrate
By kissing your face.
>>
I sound the alarm!
Paperboy -- come to kill us all!
Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!
>>
I sound the alarm!
Mailman Fiend -- come to kill us all!
Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!
>>
I sound the alarm!
Meter reader -- come to kill us all!
Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!
>>
I sound the alarm!
Garbage man -- come to kill us all!
Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!
>>
I sound the alarm!
Neighbor's cat -- come to kill us all!
Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!
>>
I lift my leg and
Wiz on each bush. Hello, Spot --
Sniff this and weep.
>>
How do I love thee?
The ways are numberless as
My hairs on the rug.
>>
My human is home!
I am so ecstatic I have
Made a puddle.
>>
I hate my choke chain --
Look, world, they strangle me! Ack
Ack Ack Ack Ack Ack!
>>
Sleeping here, my chin
On your foot -- no greater bliss -- well,
Maybe catching cats.
>>
Look in my eyes and
Deny it. No human could
Love you as much I do.
>>
The cat is not all
Bad -- she fills the litter box
With Tootsie Rolls.
>>
Dig under fence - why?
Because it's there. Because it's
There. Because it's there.
>>
I am your best friend,
Now, always, and especially
When you are eating.
>>
You may call them fleas,
But they are far more - I call
Them a vocation.
>>
My owners' mood is
Romantic -- I lie near their
Feet. I fart a big one.

909's,
-Joe