Dogtown

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Dogtown

In Dogtown, fire ants are ground into the chili.

Weasels collect debt when payments are due.

Collies adore you, and would never desert

you. A platypus smartly attired in just plain

plaid, put together an all-tuba band,

performing for workers at Boeing’s tool & dye

shops. Badgers make colorful tie-dye

shirts that turtles wear when they’re chilly.

Ordinances are enforced by a helmeted band

of Alabama termites, lips lathered in dew,

where centipedes can fly passenger planes

and snakes love fly larva for dessert.

Where cacti bloom deep blue in the desert.

Lady bugs are too bored to properly dye

table clothes, so all the tables are very plain.

Those killer bees all buzzed in from Chile.

The naughty angry mice must never do

as rats have done--that rotten rodent band.

Koalas put together a hard rock band,

but most fall asleep, or just desert

the group. It’s sad when the rent’s due.

Mortician moles want folks to hurry and die.

Whacko wasps create the hottest chili.

Lots of buses, trains, and squadrons of planes

visit. Bulldog spinsters have faces too plain

to please, so they wear pink rubber bands,

making snouts pucker up, aloof and chilly.

Pugs like kitty roca as cat box dessert.

Deputy Dawg promises he will never die.

Slugs like French-licking the bubbly dew.

The Emu strongly state, “We just wont do

what’s right.”--making it abundantly plain.

Hornets created intricate nests with tool & dye

workers, that terribly uppity and arrogant band.

South of city limits were the dunes of the desert. 

Over City Hall flaps the flag of Chile.

Residents know what to do, just form a band.

Then plane off losers, forcing them to desert.

Music does not wilt or die, whether hot or chilly.

Glenn Buttkus

Sestina

posted over at dVerse Poets Pub