Big Ass, Little Dog
July 11, 2008

My life, my youth, so short, so loved.
Above, the creaking of her chair –
Soon I shall to the ground be shoved;
Shaped to a square.
My legs, will not withstand the weight
That floats menacingly on high,
Threatening to bones desecrate,
I cannot defy.
Faith lost, beneath the monumental,
With its slow and fateful descent,
Soon to make my face ornamental,
On cold cement!
Fibres slowly rupture though muted,
As I make ready, to succumb,
Under her mass to be routed,
Oh dear her bum!
© Edward Beaman-Hodgkiss
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6 Responses to “Big Ass, Little Dog”
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That was different and funny. And the title, well it speaks volumes.
Lol. I love the last line “Oh dear her bum”. The poem is funny.
Excellent!
Very Good. Did you take the Picture?
Beamer (Yep clean your wonky mirror and no I’m not stalking you)
Oh my god, I almost fell out of my chair. I have seen the picture before, but your words adds even more laughter to the potential disaster. Great poem.