Tune: Branle de l'officiel
('Ding, dong, merrily on high')
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Fido, Orchi, plan a song
They will sing it all day long
Though it's torture to you all
The singing will you appal
Chorus
Wo--oo--oo--ofs to you! Don't forget the eighteen plus [tick box]
Wo--oo--oo--ofs to you! Or Fido will cause great fuss
He will bark and howl and whine
If he sees any 'hot' lines
For if you forget to tick
That [18+] box, he will bark, not lick - Chorus
But he wishes you all well
When he content, you can tall
Reading poems by fireside
His contentment not denied - Chorus
He can cause a right ding-dong
You'll not hear the end day-long
His bark be worse than his bite
Humour him, he won't you fright - Chorus
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: January 4th, 2024 02:05
- Comment from author about the poem: Not really a hymn, but a fun poem!
- Category: Humor
- Views: 11
- User favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet.
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Comments4
I am once again wondering was it something I said?
Thanks 2. lol. It's me occasional mad moments of aberrations!
It's that 18+ thing again. If I mark that Fido won't qualify. Unless Fido is immortal, I don't know any dogs that get that old. Good write Orchi
Oh lol, thanks SB. Maybe Fido's as old as Goldfinch and me - millions of years old, so we say!
All’s quite in order for the starting of this year… woof! woof! 🐶
Thanks A. lol.
As there sits KP by the fireside with her ear plugs firmly inserted. 😁
Thanks AP. lol. Yep, she's there too, by the fireplace, on the mat. Fido's in her chair!
Crack that whip Fido. 😆
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