I think I’m important

At least to my dogs

I’ve kissed many men

But mostly just frogs

I love a good pun

I need a good Ark

For me and the dogs

Do you Noah great guy

Please just no more frogs

Pigeons of my imagination

Fly high in the sky

They shat on me

I tell you no lie

My Reality is perceived

But not really seen

I’m tending my imagination

In hope for some beans

But alas my proud crop

Are but forget me nots

I now have a green thumb

It was only a mistake

The plants made a protest

So I listened and raked

Gardening is cheaper than therapy

I get some tomatoes too

Poem by Wendy Norman (Seafarrwide)

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