It was a lonely life in the lists.
Sometimes he thought of the rust
He could be acquiring aging
In the weeds behind some barn.
Sometimes he thought a new coat
Of paint might be just the thing.
Rod Iron posed for another picture
And then crossed the screen
To wait for impending adoption
With his buddy Chester Drawers.
2 thoughts on “Rod & Chester”
Ditto Middle Sister, Hahahahahaaaaa!!