This has been such an entertaining topic, I just had to throw mine in.
The first poem is a result of someone incorrectly telling me that a haiku
has 3 stanzas; the first with 5 lines, the second with 7 and the third
with 5.  Once I was told that it was syllables, not lines, I did the rest
of them correctly.  Anyway, i couldnt get rid of the first one b/c I
liked it too much...
 
"Ode to Farty Pants"
Farty: I have farty pants for all to see,
I'm a big boy, bout pounds of three
Food, food, food
In the bowl, on the floor
It doesn't matter to me
 
Moms: Rescued from bad pet store
There you were
Sick and bony, had no teeth
Dirty and smelly
You were a mess
Looked so helpless
Afraid you wouldn't live
 
Then you were home
Cleaned you up, so handsome
All 12 ounces of you, so tiny
Then you realized you loved food!
Making up for lost time?
 
 
Anyone have a ferret that you call so many different names, you're not
really sure what his/her name IS?  Read on...
 
Doodle
 
Abby Dabby Dude,
Doodle, doodie, all the rest
Abigail von Girl(ie)
 
must be so confused
Wondering what your name is
Miss pantaloon pants!
 
In memory of Ally, who we lost unexpectedly on 1/6/02...
 
Tennis ball obsessed
Baby ally, sneaky girl
Wish you'd have made it
 
 
And some miscellaneous other ones...
 
Asleep in my drawr
Smell like corn chips when I wake
Why cant I poop there?
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Crazed ankle biter
You are B-O-B Bob and
Valentine's Day gift
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I'm a mad climber
Mom, I cant hear what you said
I'm deaf, REMEMBER?
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Love my tennis ball
Lay on my back play all day
Set up my picnic!
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Think the coast is clear,
Grab earplugs and make mad dash
For my hidey hole
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Phew-wee, what's that smell?
I am mister farty pants
I smell like roses
(don't I, Mom?)
 
 
This has been great fun!  I find myself sitting at work, thinking up new
haikus about the fuzzbutts!
 
Becky D
The A Team and Bob
[Posted in FML issue 3751]