So even though I tried my hardest (by meowin nonstop while dey wuz cookin) I did NOT get any crawfish enchilalas tonite. Life are tuff. But da poetical attempts live on . . . today's poem are inspired by dis photo.
Well, I think that da idea rocks
All that sand for me to poop and pee
Well, it sure sounds like heaven to me
Yeah, I would be a total squatter
Just keep me away from the water!
Man, it are a tuff crowd round here . . .
Well, I still think it wuz a good poem. And it shoulda earned me some enchilalas.