Ode to La Doo-Doo

Sep 22, 2005Family Uncaged

So, yeah, I stepped in some doggy doo this morning, walking the kids to school. A poem suddenly sprang to my brain, and you, poor reader, are my guinea-pig!

Doggy poop is everywhere
On my shoes
And in the air

There is not a place I go
Whence dog gifts
Don’t always show

My eyes, they dart both forth and back
Because French folks
leave scoop and sack