Sunday, April 12, 2009

Sitting here under a moon in June,
I'm about ready to croon,
Something about a honey moon,
Then I'll up and swoon 'n try a new toon,
'Cause I'm sittin' here with a real baboon.
C.S.

7 comments:

alantru said...

Very funny and cheeky
Nicely done, Count Sneaky!

Kim said...

Applause. Applause. Standing O! My heart breaks for the poor little baboon.

Terry said...

Thought of a comment,
But forgot it too soon.

Debbie said...

A lovely poem. Except for the poor baboon:)

xnapoleonx said...

I love the style of your images!

Elizabeth Bradley said...

That little one looks like Bonne, my cairn terrier, in her younger years.

Jan said...

The baboon part tickles me. What a lovely word. Not too offensive, yet effectively dismissive. I'm dying to take it home with me. The other day I picked up catapult from Terry Heath's arsenal. I need a baboon to make my collection homely.

But I do run off the mouth here. All I'm saying is that this is very funny and worth the visit.