a poem about teeth by Ramona |
Well,my teeth are worn downfrom scrapingand scratchingand tearingand biting.Goodbye, teeth.I'm done escaping now.Please pet meeven though I might drool on you....
Posted by Ramona on Sat, 16 Dec 2006 06:43:00 PST |
I feel useful |
in winter because I sleep on their feet when they're watching tv.
Posted by Ramona on Fri, 01 Dec 2006 09:19:00 PST |
I'm told that when I'm sleeping |
I make a smell of rain and Fritoes.
Posted by Ramona on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 11:12:00 PST |
Where is Kihele the cat |
my hide-and-seek friend I don't understand I can't find him anywhere I guess he has found the best hiding place.
Posted by Ramona on Thu, 28 Sep 2006 12:06:00 PST |
Dusk is a time |
when all creatures are wiggly--especially me!
Posted by Ramona on Thu, 28 Sep 2006 09:43:00 PST |
I was made to stay outside |
by myself the entire afternoon. All I did was step into a tray of paint and run all over the carpet.
Posted by Ramona on Mon, 18 Sep 2006 11:44:00 PST |
The best way to spend Sunday mornings: |
lying on the porch while the sun is still on the second or third step, listening to the weed-whackers and church bells.
Posted by Ramona on Mon, 11 Sep 2006 05:57:00 PST |
fleas schmeas |
Last night my fleas were getting a bit too rowdy so I barked at them. It feels odd to bark at your own self.
Posted by Ramona on Wed, 06 Sep 2006 07:41:00 PST |
In my dream |
I was visiting Gus and Ida, the polar bears in Central Park. It must've been pretty funny to see a tiny dog romping with two huge bears, because an ugly little child began screeching "Eat 'im! Eat '...
Posted by Ramona on Wed, 30 Aug 2006 09:50:00 PST |
I know where they go all day! |
Apparently, Noe had become small and had gone inside of a telephone because this afternoon she talked to me from it. Later, she was at the door, with food!Boy, the world is sure interesting (to this ...
Posted by Ramona on Thu, 24 Aug 2006 10:16:00 PST |
