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this is a poem about puppies by barbara ras, a human lady

The Sadness of Puppies

Up there, squirrels, teasing and clacking.

Birds, up there, away and away.

Up there, plum flowers, petals falling

everywhere too fast.

Down here, my nose can’t stop.

My tail nearly levitates my whole behind.

Down here, once in a while, a tongue on kid tongue,

often a tongue skin the color inside my ear when it flaps

open and one of them refolds it,

but no one licks back.

Down here, first teeth drop out on the floor.

Down here, feet I like to lie on, warmer.

Up there, she says, “Puppy love.”

Up there, squirrels.

my insides

My pee is the color of antifreeze or Jones Soda, Green Apple flavor.

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Oh and I just pooed out a bunch of chewing gum.

This picture makes me look like a sissy but Mom likes it.

this poem is about a dog.

Dog

The New York streets look nude and stupid
With Ted and Edwin no longer here
To light them up with their particularity
Of loving them and with intelligence
In some large sense of the word:
New York’s lost some of its rough charm
And there’s just no getting around it
By pretending the rest of us can somehow make up for it
Or that future generations will. I hear
A dog barking in the street and it’s drizzling
At 6 A.M. and there’s nothing warm
Or lovable or necessary about it, it’s just
Some dog barking in some street somewhere.
I hate that dog.

I'm Charlie. Or Chuck. Or Carlos. This is my blog. I love my mom. Today I tried to eat some duck soup. I also ate some gum I found on the sidewalk. I also got a Facebook account. It's pretty neat. I hate other dogs.