Ode To My Hoomans is a poem by my dog, Hobie Dawg in celebration of his
relationship with his hoomans (humans) who have loved and cared for him for
his entire life. According to Hobie, the poem was inspired by another poem
titled "Bum" by W. Dayton
Wedgefarth
Ode To My Hoomans
They're pudgy folks, not too quick
as far as hoomans go.
Their legs are weak and wobbly,
I doubt they'd win best in show.
They snore at night and fart a lot
and blame it all on me.
But then I lick my private parts
and kiss their faces with glee.
I talk to them like they're a dog,
They try to understand.
They look at me quizzically,
but I know they're only hooman.
They take me on walks daily
through rain and sleet and snow.
They feed me like a king,
but why, I do not know.
They pick up my poop with nonchalance.
WHAT IS UP WITH THAT?
They stick with me through thick and thin
and always have my back.
So, if you’re wondering how I feel,
About my hooman pack.
I think I've trained them very well
and THANK GOD I'M NOT A CAT!
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