June 10, 2015

Sticky Situation

There was a dog named Bob,
who licked syrup from a plate.
Then he checked the mailbox,
for a letter that was late.
It was coming from a bluejay,
that would dip its beak in ink,
and write the dog reminders,
to wipe his face,
or it would stink.
(So does this poem. But I needed to use the words, Dog Named Bob, Bluejay, Mailbox, syrup and ink, to complete a WordPress Daily Prompt.)

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