Here are my words for this, "Poem Friday." Let's keep this alive while Brad and Boomer are on hiatus.

TO OZZY WITH LOVE

Ozzy has a ball
It's furry and it's pink
He drops it in his water dish
And takes a big, long drink

Ozzy has Da Bird
It flies a wicked path
Through somersaults and mighty thrusts
It feels his awful wrath

Ozzy has a Mom
He loves to bite her toes
She's better than a ball or Bird
As every mother knows