Monday, November 3, 2008

Naive Poem (Maybe submit)

One day
When I got home
Mommy told me that our dog
Chewy
Went to a farm in the country
Where there were a lot of open fields
for him to run in
and a lot of squirrels
for him to chase
And he would run and run and run
All day long
And a nice family would take care of him
and feed him
But mommy, I said
Chewy cant run so good
We even need to help him get on the couch
And WE feed him
And I want him
He's MY dog
but she shushed me
and hugged me
and didn't say anything else.
I missed him, and I didn't say anything
But I wanted him back
So the next day
I took the car keys
which I'm NEVER supposed to take
and I got in the car and turned it on
And I ran over the mailbox
and almost hit old Ms Washell
Who was walking down the street
And my mom came out
screaming and hollering
and she yelled at me
and told me never to do that again
And just wait till daddy got home
And I thought that I did something real bad
So I started crying
And I said
I just miss Chewy
And then she stopped yelling
And hugged me
and said
I know.
I miss him too.
But I still never got
to see
Chewy ever again.

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