A Sad Day for Dr Seuss

Big dogs and little dogs,

happy dogs and sad,

dogs on the furniture,

dogs being bad.

When I look

from Here to There,

I see dog hair

Everywhere!

I think I just might

wind up thinner -

they ate the roast

I planned for dinner.

I'd maybe eat 

brown eggs and Spam,

if I was even

crazier than I am.

We dont have

a cat in the hat,

just one who brings

dead bunnies in

and lays them

on the mat.

Rhyming like Seuss

can be a cinch

but that old grinch

wont give an inch.

Wacky Wednesdays

backwards go,

so I typed this po-umm

with my toe!

Backward from 

my comfy bed,

I sat on the toilet

on my head.

Yuck! that experience

was not pleasant.

Now I need 

to find a pheasant

not for use

at dinnertime,

but just because 

I need to rhyme.

Back to dogs

and it's

Go, Dogs, Go!

The only Seuss poem

I really know.

It's a sad sad day

for Dr Seuss.

And now I need

to find a moose.

Ella's challenge this Wonder???? Wacky Wednesday at Poets United, is to write something Dr Seuss-like or, alternatively, to use the Wacky Wednesday idea of everything being backwards. Never one to hesitate at being lame, I managed to cough up this little - umm - pome. Hee hee. I could have gone on and on but, mercifully, didn't. Apparently I like to rhyme at the Dr Seuss level. Maybe I've found my genre!