tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8712110501673732079.post2241156896287337152..comments2024-03-22T13:57:03.401-05:00Comments on The Peace Bee Farmer: Beggar's Lice in BloomRichard Underhillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014016516339819639noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8712110501673732079.post-21645435472087050802015-10-30T13:49:42.751-05:002015-10-30T13:49:42.751-05:00Love it! I'm so tired of combing this stuff ou...Love it! I'm so tired of combing this stuff out of my dog's fur ... and I think they're possessed! They literally hop off -- traveling through the air - onto my clothes!pugdogdancing.blogspot.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01794574999981119254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8712110501673732079.post-81204741843134767742009-10-12T14:41:54.643-05:002009-10-12T14:41:54.643-05:00Hi, I'm a poet and thought you might enjoy thi...Hi, I'm a poet and thought you might enjoy this little poem --<br />James Cox<br /><br />Beggar’s Lice<br /><br />Eensy teensy spanikopita – triangular packets, <br />bristled and sticky, a pretty green. Whoever <br />designed them understood that dogs would <br />come sniffing and they would hitch a ride <br />to far away scrapes and digs, to car seats <br />and blue jeans, blankets and bed sheets – <br />without shame and no blame – immigrants <br />with no boundaries, only the need <br />to disperse and survive.James at Mountain Diamond Poetryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17678167598991171219noreply@blogger.com