On Buster's Cookiedusters

      Dave Barry's blog provided me the link to these horrible haikus on-- of all subjects-- the neutering of Man's more rarely-unleashed Best Friend.   As you might well have predicted, this (pardon the phrase) threw this Old Dog a bone, to dig up these lines in his own effort.   This blog dares-- dares, double-dares, TRIPLE-DOG DARES!-- all of you to see if you can jump the hump and, er, come up with your own.    Added challenge: borrow from a famous writer, though we expect here at Doctor J's that Virginia Wo(o/l)f is most surely not a good idea in this regard.

Howl by Maulin' Ginsburg
I saw the best parts Of my miscegenation Carved off, eunuchal, Slakèd, dragged themselves Through the begroined streets At dawn, taken for		Angry fucks, beagle-whetted Connipsters, yearning for an Unctious, skanky scent, Cravenly c'nncted To those furry dynamos, Chien-eries of night....