She does this to me
hooooooowwwl ! woooooowl!
Apologies to Hank Williams
Howling At The Moon All Over You
Your freckles are so brightThis beautiful night
Serving to draw me into
This enchanted web
Oh gosh! when all is said
I could flip sommersaults for you
Stand upon my head
Walk on finger tips
Lie down like a lollopy diog
To have his tummy rubbed
You have me howling at the moon
And I guess pretty soon
I will be fetching a ball
So you can call me your pet
You make me feel that way
Pick me up when I am down
Have me behaving like a clown
Bow! wow! bow! wow !
Can I bark for you
And sit upon my haunches
And feel so damn well raunchy
When you call me sweetheart as you do
Standing on my head
Flipping over backwards
Howling at the moon
All over you
Poetry by lastromantichero
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Written on 2007-07-24 at 08:04
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