On the Road in a Van with a Dog
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- Date de parution31/12/2024
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Résumé
As the dog of the title, let me say that some of these poems by Kaye are amusing. Certainly the ones about moi are fascinating. Although they could be more respectful, especially with regard to my sensitive stomach. The poems about people and birds aren't as entertaining, except the genuinely funny poem about that bird's underwear. And the fluffy kitten guy. The philosophical stuff about life and the great unknown I could do without.
Really, she should just have stuck to me and left out all the boring bits. But do I get listened to? No. Stingrays. Ants. Poets. Laundry. Black holes. Toilets. I could go on. Admittedly quite amusing, but do we really need to hear about them? Again, no. Oh well, buy it at your own risk. And to read about me, of course.
Really, she should just have stuck to me and left out all the boring bits. But do I get listened to? No. Stingrays. Ants. Poets. Laundry. Black holes. Toilets. I could go on. Admittedly quite amusing, but do we really need to hear about them? Again, no. Oh well, buy it at your own risk. And to read about me, of course.
As the dog of the title, let me say that some of these poems by Kaye are amusing. Certainly the ones about moi are fascinating. Although they could be more respectful, especially with regard to my sensitive stomach. The poems about people and birds aren't as entertaining, except the genuinely funny poem about that bird's underwear. And the fluffy kitten guy. The philosophical stuff about life and the great unknown I could do without.
Really, she should just have stuck to me and left out all the boring bits. But do I get listened to? No. Stingrays. Ants. Poets. Laundry. Black holes. Toilets. I could go on. Admittedly quite amusing, but do we really need to hear about them? Again, no. Oh well, buy it at your own risk. And to read about me, of course.
Really, she should just have stuck to me and left out all the boring bits. But do I get listened to? No. Stingrays. Ants. Poets. Laundry. Black holes. Toilets. I could go on. Admittedly quite amusing, but do we really need to hear about them? Again, no. Oh well, buy it at your own risk. And to read about me, of course.