I only found the online workshop today and realised it is too late to send her my connection poem, this month's assignment. So instead, in honour of my trip up north to Maun for the International Poetry Festival, I am posting my poem here.
Hope you like it! See you next week when I get back unless you're heading for Maun too!
I Have a Small Dog, Like Paris Hilton
I have a small dog
Like Paris Hilton.
It doesn’t look like her
Or even like her dog.
Mine is stocky
And would never sit in a purse.
She’s not like that
She likes to run after weasels
And bark at small children
And see them burst from the gate in fright.
She likes to smother her body in cow dung.
Paris Hilton wouldn’t like that.
Mine wouldn’t accept a name like
She would turn her head away in
Disgust and embarrassment
Paris Hilton’s dog is very like
I guess my dog is
Very like me.