We made it to the halfway point!!!!!

The Wombwell Rainbow


I want to be your friend.
I don’t even know you, but I know I like two legs.
two legs like to play, to fetch and catch,
to jump and snatch.

I want to be your friend.
I nose your hand with questions.
Two legs run and chase,
two legs throw sticks into space?

I want to be your friend.
My plunging strain is a sign of fun,
of energy balled in muscle and fur.
Two legs take me for a run?

I want to be your friend,
Even as you slip away,
Eyes locked to the floor,
My fractious bark means only, stay.

-Ali Jones

A Dog Called What

A dog called what?
What was it called?
Yes, it was.
It was called what?
That’s its name.

My first fun with words
because John, a friend
in Junior school whose dad
was a farmer of endless

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