Sunday, November 8, 2015

Cavalcade of Cliché, 31

(A parade of words and phrases eligible for retirement.)

Day Dogs

So when Lassie ate Monday and Tuesday as well,
Some resentful old rivals got nervous as hell.
“No, it just isn’t fair!” cried poor Bowser, the gray.
“For I thought we agreed—every dog has his day.”

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