Moonkey's Lafe

Everybady wanders "whom is Bottun? Wot is he really lake? Is he smert (yes). Funny? (yes). A grate guy? (yes.)" I wuld describe mineself lake "a reel thinker". Wan I wander about lafe or wot mine favrit foods are or which stuffy I wuld lake to pretend-murder, I lie down and face away fram distractions and think. "Wot? Kennot you not see I am busy thinking?"

O Christmask Tree Wan I wander Wairever you are It is here Wair you are ded In MINE perk I have gotten to feel Lake yourn lafe had been used Then thrown out Lake nothing To be mulched Wairever you ken be Reborn in flowers Trees Plants Wairever I wuld lake to pee Goodbye tree Yourn lafe was gud. Fram the hart and brane of gentleman blagger extraordinaire B.B. Peck

I had had this adoption foto and had worn a red lether collar. (We had all made fashon missteps wan junger.) I had missed mine mam wan she had gone out forn an hour and chewed on hern chou. I had grabben this empty milk carton fram tha recycling and burried it to lick out later becawse I had a tiny waste and felt starving lake a street urchin. I cannot say I was smert lake I became becawse wan you are jung (think of Jaffrey) you have not gotten a good fully developed brane.

These have gotten to be MINE nu boots. They have wan rubberized bottom which ken keep yourn pas dry and non-skid. They have gotten wan upper sock which ken look lake: fashon. And they have gotten wan wrap-around-velcrow which ken keep yourn boots on. They are fram Calgary in mighty Canada. They will not git salt nor painful snew-melt pellets on yourn pas. I hate them. -Fram tha mind and hart of Mr. Button B. Peck a gentleman blagger extraordinaire.

Good Knight to 2016!

I lave this time of yeer becawse I ken git treets and smell a tree whom I'd lave to pee on. This mourning it had snewed. I enjoyed watching it fram my heetpatch. However, wan mam took me out it started to change to rein and I had felt lake "No thanks. I am going home to watch fram MINE hotpatch." If Lucca kuld be heer maybe we wood've gone to tha perk earlier to run, then we kuld've run to all the apartment doors and then...hot towels and piazza krusts. Heer is kusin Camper whom jumps up onto the sofa lake a kat.

deerly lady amo, ken i give you a wish fore yourn brithdate? have a grate yeer and hoppy brithdate.! I ken see you soon and be a guf boy and nice and calm. lave, botton heer jaffrey wuld lake to say; Hoppy brithdate fram a cute boy.