Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Nothing Much



In case you did not know, it is soon going to be Halloween, when you have to dress up, or else you don't. I do not much care either way. I think they are getting me a neck thing with bells on. It could be worse. 


photo by James Rubin
 This is me and Charlotte looking extra smart.


This is a picture of a picture in an old shop in England which is where Mum went. If it was a different color it could be me and one of my relatives. I was at home with Dad, so there was no one to help me with my verse. Just as well, you might be saying.


This is Tweed that is the very first dog Mum met in New York. This is her hoping for food.


This is Leroy that looks like a Fraggle.


This is me from the back cover of the book I haven't written yet. You can tell I am smart because I am reading The New Yorker.


Here I am today thinking about poems, but it is too much for me.


I hope your brain is working better.


love

from


Buster

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Doggeral

I have just learned about poetry that you can write.



This is the tale of Atty and Patty



Not to mention( of course) my fre-enemy Fatty


We all went down to the park that day


And what we did was play and play
That is Patty underneath


As you can see Atty has got some teeth.


This is Winston who climbed on Patty


This is him going kersplatty.



This is me and Atticus.
He is my friend which is a plus.


That is enough poems for now. I hope you liked them.

Love

from

Buster