Poems

Elvis Puggy's Poems

As most of you know, I am a real puggy genius. I am known all over the world for my brilliant and insightful poems. I am famous. I am very modest about my abilities and my good looks. Here are some of my poems and some pictures of me hard at work on my poems! I hope you enjoy my poems as much as I enjoy writing them. I hope to write more soon. Thanks for taking the time to read my poems.

Love, Elvis Puggy

	My Momma Loves Me My Momma loves me and she don't care If I peepee everywhere! My Momma lubs me cuz I am adorable She loves me even when I am horrible My Momma loves me cuz I am such a cute puggy guy My Momma loves and that that is no lie! I am the best puggy in town I am the best puggy around I got my mom wrapped around my paw Whatever I say, its the law! I love to be bad Cuz Momma is so funny when she is mad! Whatever I say, it is the rule That is because I am so cool! by Elvis Puggy, Famous Poet ©Mindy Ruzumna, 2005
My Name is Elvis My name is Elvis and I am a pug, I love to peepee all over the rug. I party all day, while mom is away! I steal treats and food whenever i am in the mood. Mom better not get mad, Or i will withold kisses and make her sad! I do what i want cuz I am the king I am cute and I can get away with anything. i got my mom wrapped "round my paw - she does anything i want cuz it's the law. By Elvis Puggy, AKA The Puggy Genius ©Mindy Ruzumna, 2005
	Mean Momma My Momma is Mean Mean Mean Mean. She is the meanest Momma that I have ever seen. All my treats are under lock and key To keep them away from ME. She is mean and cruel, But I am no fool. How dare she hide my food. That momma, she is so rude. She is gonna be sorry that she messed with the KING! I'll show her - I'm gonna pee pee on everything! By Elvis Puggy, AKA Puggy Genius ©Mindy Ruzumna, 2005
Me & My Bro Now i lay me down to rest, next to my brother, Boris, the pest. The pillows are all torn, The sofa looks worn. Mom was at work so we had a few friends over She is on her way home so we better run for cover. We had pizza, tacos, burgers, hot dogs and more - We are in trouble - there is a big mess on the floor. Mom exclaims "Elvis, Boris, What have you done? Looks like you've had way too much fun! You have both been very bad, And, boy, am I mad!" Boris and I said "NOT US, it's the cats! They are the culprits, those little brats. We have been good all day, But them cats got in the way. We have been such good boys, Just sittin' around playing with our toys." HA! We made such a fuss That Mom believed US! We both got kissed And the cats just HISSED! By Elvis Puggy, AKA The Elvinator ©Mindy Ruzumna, 2005

A SPECIAL MESSAGE

I have this little friend, you see,
His name is cute--elvispuggy,
When I had my cats he was their best pal
And was always inviting them over for chow.
Even though I no longer have cats to write
To elvis, he still communicates with me all right,
For I am an honorary aunt to him
And so to him I have done no sin.
When I'm feeling down and missing my cats
I know this is one friend I can go to that
Seems to understand what I'm going through
And so then I don't feel nearly so blue.

Poem by Lalita Rudy