Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley for September 26, 2016

I was unaware dogs saw the same colour spectrum as we do. Nice poem Satchel.

And he sniffed all of them to see who’d been there.

Satch is the master of Non-Rhyming Blatantly Obvious Literal-ism.

Listeners are bored…

If George R.R. Martin were a dog.

Of course, then all the flowers would be ****ing one another.

This is the song that doesn’t end.It goes on and on, my friend.Some people started singing it, not knowing what it was.And they go on singing it forever just because…(Repeat)

I dunno … this is better than a lot of modern poetry I’ve attempted to swallow …

Reminds me of this old Italian wedding joke.Something oldSomething new,Something borrowed,Something Blue,Something yellow,something redsomething orange…

I’d say a final line of ARRRRRAGGHHHHHH would close a brilliant poem here. Kind of a retro beat poet thing

He’s making a dogged effort to get all those damned tulips in! Just tiptoe, Satch!

tulips are YOU!