Saturday, July 24, 2010

The One With The Mongrels.

Dear Lover,

I have a dog named Dorothy Parker.
She's biting, I tell you.
And a pushover.
It's a vicious circle.

I'd like another dog soon.
Preferably, a mutt.
With a wire haired snout.
And I'd like to call him Bill Murray.

I'd also like a cat.
One that's scrappy.
Who falsely believes itself to be from Persian decent.
And I'd like to call him Cat Stevens.

Lastly, I'd like a horse.
An emaciated one that we rescue from a camp and can fatten up.
One with wild hair and desperate eyes.
And I'd like to name her Gilda Radner.

That should do it.
Until we own a thousand acre ranch...


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