A Glorious Gallop

One day I saw an old guy with a poodle filling up his gas tank the poodle sitting patiently in the driver's seat as he committed to a full tank. It was a hot day in November and the poodle was panting furiously. I realized at this moment that it was my duty to write at least three hundred poems about it and I did at that plus a few more and here you have them. As you peruse though some of them may appear to have little to do with a gas station and a poodle a hot day or November but I promise you in their hearts they are all in one way or another are indebted to all of these things plus a camera for their creation. Also don't forget the old guy with the gas pump who lost his little hat shortly before he was immortalized. As dudes go he is a mighty righteous one.LoveRicky