. ODE TO PAINFUL LOVE
Let not our love
Let not our love
Slip through our fingers
You bit my bum
And the pain still lingers.
I screamed and cried
“You ain't nothin' but a hound dog
Biting all the time
You ain't nothin' but a hound dog
Biting all the time
Bit my behind so hard and you ain't no friend of
mine.”
Hi Victor, try filing his teeth. God bless you.
ReplyDeleteI like that Muttley cartoon dog. Great laugh.
DeleteGod bless, Brenda.
LOL :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Bill. God bless you.
Delete...you have a quite a way with words.
ReplyDeleteI hope to get nominated for the Nobel Prize for Poetry.
DeleteGod bless you, Tom.
...I hope you won't be disappointed.
DeleteOh yes ... there'll be celebrations !!!
DeleteGod bless.
Oh, this (title) had me worried! Having suffered more than a few dog bites, I still love them all.
ReplyDeleteDo you suppose God feels that way about us?
You are very good at "reading me" Mevely. Yes, how often when things go wrong we turn against God and blame Him for allowing it to happen to us? We growl and bite back. He understands our natural instinctive reaction; because He created us. And He forgives; time and again ... if we ask Him.
DeleteGod bless you always.
This post had me "all shook up" with laughter, Victor - LOL! By the way, I ordered your latest book this week, and am looking forward to reading it. Blessings!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for being "all shook up" Martha and for buying "Appointment with Murder". Please let me know what you think of the moral dilemma at the end. Was Fr I right in what he did?
DeleteGod bless.
Heeheehee! Thanks for the smiles.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Mimi. God bless.
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ReplyDelete—-Cheerful Monk
God bless, Cheerful Monk.
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