Here Come de Judge…

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Rose is Moonlighting…

Lady & The Stamp

I don’t really know

If I should say it is so

The Rose actin’ nifty

But a little bit shifty

 

She’s aware we be movin’

Relieved we’ll be groovin’!

At least so we hope

Asked all but the Pope.

 

And no guarantees

Of roads or of access

Of ‘biz’? residential?

Research be my Praxis

 

But yet I have found

With all of the seeking

Don’t often get answers. No Matter.

Soooo… Roooh..se…

jus’ what you be leaking…?

 

Not of me for of course

I am Open Book

But if paying or paid

It’s not fair to look!

 

For no-sin’ can be nosy

And yours is so flat

So think’n  it’s Rosey

On the side, it’s not Phat!

 

But here’s why I think 

The Rose is Moonlight’n…

 

Suddenly when needed

was a notar-y

There appeared Rose

Her paw on my knee.

 

“Just iPhone it, now..!.

Don’t think you have time

To run all around

The stamp can be mine.”

 

So I sez to my Pet

‘So how is it legal?

She said, “got my stamp

Because I’m so Regal.”

 

Well didn’t surprise me

She is quite the Queen…

But how does it pass…

On the line or between?

 

She said, “it’s a chip…

At the Spa they implant…

Don’t ask any questions

Or go off on a rant…”

 

Just pay my $5

Or salmon will do

Sardines on the side

Nice tip would be, too.”

 

But I really dunno?

Something else isn’t right

She’s shifty and loose

Not mad and uptight.

 

I’m glad she feels purpose

As work gratifi’n

But somehow her nosin’

Now feels like she’s spy’in

 

I mean when one claims

That their paw is a witness

‘To what?’ I would say?

For God is the litmus…!

 

But I’m glad she’s ‘in

With the powers that be

Perhaps will sustain her

At least support me!

 

 

So what can I say?

The papers she sign

We closed on the house

Stars begin to align

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