Written by The Bard of Murdock. Used with permission.
I searched above.
I searched below.
But nowhere to be seen is Bo.
I searched at speeds
Both fast and slow.
But where is Bo? I do not know.
What trauma did
He undergo,
To make him disappear just so?
Did Bo outgrow
The White Chateau?
Or is he simply lying low?
Or was he wrapped
In pastry dough,
And made into a sloppy joe?
I searched above.
I searched below.
Where Bo has gone, I do not know.
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Oh, my! That is just perfect. I wish I could hire the Bard to write a ditty for my niece’s rehearsal dinner. Every time I get a chance to sit down and think about writing some kind of poem/toast for her, I get sleepy or distracted by Polination! Oh, well….Eventually something will come to me, but it better be soon.
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