Try
Saturday morning
The dogs are awake
Feed them, and read them
Some William Blake
Out to the garden
to do, what they do
Oh why. won't they try,
To just use the loo!
Bag in my hand
get it up 'for the storm
When it's cold, if not old...
Then at least, it's still warm
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Author:
Andrew Charles Forrest (
Offline) - Published: August 10th, 2019 00:54
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Comments8
Yet another smile in tow poms, it must be a fun day.
You paint a great picture - and have given me a big smile - thankfully us humans have learnt to use the loo - now there's another idea for a poem.
This gave me a smile so thanks for that!! Well done....Christina
Oh lol, good write Andrew.
They'll go nutty if they hear too much William Blake though - somewhat eccentric. Can you understand the words of 'Jerusalem?' Who can?!
Ha ha - I can relate to these well-rhymed lines Andrew - - dog lovers like us have bag in hand every day whatever the weather. A smile of a read and thank you.
Ha ha ha, dogs.. i love them.... but i'd be happy if they would learn to shut doors behind them.
Precisely... mine refused to even stick her nose out the door.. Mind we are experiencing a near hurricane here....
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This gave me a great big giggle, thank you!
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