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My Fido, he barks real loud Chasing all the squirrels But I love him, love him, love him He knows I love him beyond words. And maybe he smells like dog But I don't think that's a prob, 'Cause every time he wags his tail I just wanna yell, "Let's hear it for the dog! Let's give the dog a bone! Let's hear it for my Fido You know you gotta understand He may be no Cane Corso But he's my snuggly one-dog show Woof, woof, woof, Let's hear it for the dog!" My Fido's alert and bright He won't let strangers by. He guards me, guards me, guards me I know I'm always safe by his side. Sometimes he chews my shoes But that's the worst he'll ever do, 'Cause every time I see his eyes I just wanna cry, "Let's hear it for my dog! Let's give the dog a treat! Let's hear it for my Fido I just gotta let you know He ain't got no pedigree But he's the perfect dog for me! Woof, woof, woof, Let's hear it for the dog!" Lines: 32. Words: 186. A dog-slobbery parody of the 1984 song by Deniece Williams, Let's Hear It For the Boy. Written for "Merit Badge Magic" ![]() Theme: National Pet Day. video ▼ |
Air, vibrant, living, Joyful birds sail turquoise skies Precious sight above. Water, flowing pure, Otters slide down riverbanks, Whales dance in the sea. Caterpillars munch Curves into tasty green leaves Soon to be transformed Into butterflies Floating so delicately Bearing rainbow wings. Earth, safe home to all Protect it while we can Wild friends will thank us. Lines: 15. Words: 57. Written for "Writing 4 Kids" ![]() April prompt: children's nature haiku. |
As believers, who are we? Are we Peter, grasping Christ's true self, Growing, maturing, with pure intentions? Falling flat in denial under trial, Seeking forgiveness and trying again? Or are we Judas: devious, scheming, Purportedly trustworthy but inwardly lost Desiring only to grasp material wealth Sacrificing what we should have protected For a bag of gold? Perhaps the essence of both Wrestles in the heart of every believer. Duality of sin and salvation Threatens to destroy us each day. Pray without ceasing. Cling to the Father. Ask yourself: Who am I? Judas? Or Peter? Words: 90. Lines: 16. Written for "SCRIPTURE POETRY CONTEST" ![]() Prompt: a poem about anything which took place between Good Friday and Easter Sunday. |