Thursday, June 9, 2011

Fish Walk?

It all started
when
my girl
read that book
on pet care.

"Pets need exercise,"
the book said.

"Time for a walk!"
my girl said.

The next thing
I know
I am
outside
with a view
of the sky.

Air 
all around 
me
- sort of -
rolling
down the street.

Slosh.  Splish.  Splash.

I'm
pretty sure
pulling my tank
down the street
in a wagon
isn't
what the book
intended.

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