poemranker ::Crossspecies Blues by ==Doylum

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Crossspecies Blues

Member since 2002 · Posted 18 Jul 2002 · 3 comments

I've got a dog Hes got a bone I've got a friend Won't leave my dog alone Hes got the blues Hes got the crossspecies Blues She's got a cat sits on her rug My dog just loves that cat It always stinks of muff Hes got the blues Hes got the crossspecies Blues

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[1] forestchild7 18-Jul-02/6:55 PM Reply
only cause of rhyme... work on actually doing something with your time...
[n/a] horus8 16-Aug-02/1:22 PM Reply
your muff not only is unapproachable, but it soaks up butter like mashed potatos...do you soak up butter like mashed potatos...boy..all of this food talk has got me hankering for a hunk of cheese...o'doylum rules.......zip.fiat.diaper.curtains <brought to you by 'scrawney' the real way to wear a belt, and 'irish flings' if you don't take her home tonight, there's always mannana>t
[n/a] ==Doylum 16-Aug-02/1:37 PM Reply
horus8 you not only hummble me with your sage words, you wet my knickers with delight at you sheer capacity for wonderous thought, had i not encountered a being like you my life would have failed long ago, if but one of us can bask in the glory of an unknown band then i for 1 am all for it. More power to your mighty thrusts of wordsmithery.