All poetry and photos by Squeaky Pelletier unless otherwise noted, thank you.

Saturday, June 23, 2012

A Poem by Winston Churchill

POOR PUGGY-WUG

    Oh, what is the matter with poor Puggy-wug
    Pet him and kiss him and give him a hug.
    Run and fetch him a suitable drug,
    Wrap him up tenderly all in a rug,
    That is the way to cure Puggy-wug.