Notice of absence from Doggerel Dave
Not absent - still here!
Keep Calm and Carry On Poeming. 😂
Not absent - still here!
Keep Calm and Carry On Poeming. 😂
As I strolled upon the grass
The product of some dog’s ass (US spelling, UK pronunciation – OK?)
Adhered itself to my shoe
Which was of course brand new.....
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Doggerel Dave (Pseudonym) (
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Grass (no not the stuff you roll up and light) - the horizontal green stuff...that's Nature, right?
Stylistically owes much to William Topaz McGonagall – to whom I am in great debt.
When that old Tay bridge came a tumbling down
McGonagall was there for the event.
Now whereas most folks think him a clown
He allows free range for my poetic bent.
Regards Dave
Good fun write Dave, as I said to Jabberwocky with those clean shoes you must watch where you put your feet.
Andy
BRIAN HERE ~ Good Morning Dave (it 6am Monday here) thanks for the *Nature Song* we used t sing it with the Scouts round the camp fire in the Last Century ! As to the POEM ! The GOOD BOOK says we *Should be careful how & where we walk !* AMEN
W T McGonagall was a Irsh Poet ~ A free spirit who obeyed none of the *Rules of Classic Poetry !* He is a good role model for Modern Poets !
Blessings & Peace to YOU & YOURS
Love Angela Brian Smokey Cat ! ! !
(sing to tune of I'm all shook up)
Affixed to my sole
from out some doggie do's hole
let it be heard
I done trod in a turd
my life's surrounded by the smell of sh^t
oh my word
now its on my shirt
oh yeah, yeah.
I'm all messed up
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ok thats enough of the elvis impressions.... back to poetry in its classical style
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I could stroll in that park all day long
but on this occasion there was a terrible pong
and a squelchy feeling beneath my left shoe
yes you've guessed it, i'd stepped in dog poo
ahead was a spaniel wearing a doggy coat quilt
and in his eye, a distinct look of guilt
so not one to let the moment pass bye
deftly i flipped the turd in his eye
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as can be seen elsewhere on mps, theres some kinds of poetry which instantly get my creative juices flowing (the stains are terrible) and you've scored a bulls-eye with your splendid post today.
Hi Andy, A & B and Dusk,
Many many many thanks - I never knew you cared...
Kind regards Dave
No shit .......................... or rather too much of it maybe .. in the wrong place at the ................... nice un Dog ... 🙂
Gave 'em a good hose,
But bugger me those
Lovely new shoes
Gave me the blues.
I'll sing you a song next time - Grand clearance a MPS- earplugs and mass evacuation...
Regards Dave
What a great metaphor Dave. It always seems that I'm stepping in it. It's the clean up that gets me.
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