Thematic Attic Contemplates the “Doghouse!”
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Hello Everyone
Welcome To Thematic Attic Thursday
.. We are gonna have some fun with this Blog
.. Yeah
.. Its Dog House Day
.. And we ask what will you do to stay out of the ” Dog House? ”
.. Or What Did You Do To Get In The Dog House in the first place?
.. Just have fun
.. Let your muse be inspire
.. Thank You
Hello all .. Welcome to Thematic Attic Thursday as we Contemplates on ways to get in and outta the Doghouse .. Let your muse lead the way .. Huggings Now .. :love: :love:
IN THE DOG HOUSE
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Man are dogs
Its a dog eat dog world
Are so they say
Its a dogs world
Maybe so
Some time feels like
Every dog had its day
This I Know
What goes round come round
Dogs man best friend
I will fight you like a dog
If you make me mad enough I will
And bite you like a cobra snake and not look back
Men are dogs
Stay out all night
Come home and wanna fight
And wonder why they in the dog house when you say no
Have you ever smell a man when he stays out all night
Whew
But you would not know this
If you are a man
Cuz men dont smell
They think
Every things commin up roses
And you should smile
When they come in
This is a mans world
But it would not be a thing if not for a woman
And the say it a dogs life
Hummmm
Some times I do wonder
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Written By: Bettie Davis —————————- © July o1 , 2o13
PLAYING CHASE
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You dirty dog
Eat like a dog
Smell like a dog
Look like a dog been dragged
And just where the hell have you been
Just out playin cards with the boys
Lies
You were
Out alright but
You were playin seek and fine
Run and catch and you just got caught wit your tail between your legs
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Written By: Bettie Davis —————————– © July o1 , 2o13
HILLBILLY HELL ON KILWILLY HILL
or
DOGHOUSE LOUSE
I have a sad tale of woe to tell
of how I arrived in hillbilly Hell.
Not a place that’s fun to be.
Nothing good to do, or see.
It happened at home near the old stone mill
way up towards the summit of Killwilly Hill.
A Kilwilly louse who was completely soused
aroused a grouse outside my house.
Result was quite unfortunate.
Reactions were importunate.
Shotgun I was cleaning at the window.
Soon grouse was on the dinner menu.
My spouse was not a fan of grouse,
and she has never been a mouse.
Condemned for being a louse,
I was banished to the doghouse.
You see she thought it a sin. Doh!
Before I shot, I had not opened the window!
Copyright July 18th 2013 RGD
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IN THE DOG HOUSE
I’ve been in the dog house
at least a time or two;
after all these years of living,
what else is new?
Something I said?
Something I did?
Couldn’t be.
Not me.
But . . . .
I must admit
I’m not perfect,
never said I was,
so I’m sure
it was something,
a little bit
of all of that,
something I said,
something I did
or nothing at all,
that put me
in the dog house
a time or two
or three or four.
It’s not a bad thing
or a bad place to be,
comfy and cozy,
in fact,
a little hide-away
a cool place to be
when you want be
away for a bit,
a place I like to retreat to,
every once in a while,
at least in my mind’s eye,
a playhouse of sorts,
you see,
a little dog house
just for me.
(c) barbara kausteklis 7-18-13
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