Man: Arf, arf!
Lady: This isn't a playground.
Man: Arf, arf!
Lady: Arf, arf yourself!
--12th & 6th
via Overheard in New York, Nov 13, 2007
I'm reminded of the John Lennon poem (see below).
Which in turn reminds me of my father.
Which in turn makes me both happy and sad at the same time. Like a pale greyling lavender.
*Good Dog Nigel
Arf, Arf, he goes, a merry sight
Our hairy little friend
Arf,Arf, upon the lampost bright
Arfing around the bend
Nice dog! Goo Boy,
Waggie tail and beg,
Clever Nigel, jump for joy
BECAUSE WE'RE PUTTING YOU TO SLEEP AT THREE OF THE CLOCK, NIGEL.
- John Lennon
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