Dogs With Wings, Poetry And Memes

My English

Bully, Thor,

sprouted

feathered wings

last Friday

night;

Quite fantastical

and surprising,

were they;

though startled,

was I,

with shocking

fright!

Watching me,

from above,

purple wings

whimsically

fluttered

in the air,

While drool

dripped down

onto my face,

but to scold him,

I would not

so boldly

dare!

Flying proudly

right past me,

and perching

himself

upon

his dog food

bag,

He suddenly

looked

unbearably

happy,

(Although,

he had no tail

in which to wag)!

Performing

familiar

pre-meal tricks,

such as

rolling over

(though,

in outer-space),

Overwhelmed me

with such great

shock,

that I tripped

over my own

two feet,

and fell

onto my face!

Jumping up

to feed

this dog,

which

once again,

hovered above

my head,

He suddenly

flew

right past me,

again,

and began

gobbling down

my last loaf

of bread!

Choosing not

to scold him,

and

thinking about,

instead,

making with him,

a deal,

I offered

to brush

his pretty

purple wings,

If only

my food

he would

never, again,

steal!

Swooping

down,

beneath

me,

away he flew,

as I held on

tightly,

(so as

not to die);

At that precise

moment,

I decided,

that

any food

Thor

ever wanted,

would be his,

as higher,

and higher

we continued to fly!

~

Dogs With Wings