Dave was bragging to a mate one day
That he knew all and everyone – fair play:
While skepticism ruled with his mate,
He found himself keen to take the bait.
So was hauled off for several meetings
With famous persons, received warm greetings:
Tom Cruise, Pres Trump UK PM all came good,
And greeted Dave the way old friends should
(But his mate still was skeptical):
“Ok then, but what about, say, the Pope?”
However Dave won’t be taken for a dope
So took him to Italy for something exceptional.
St Peter’s Square the crowd awaits the Pope,
But Dave believes with the crowd there’s little hope
So sorts it with the guards and disappears….
Up on the balcony appear two figures;
And this is when the whole thing is the test
As to whether Dave really knows the best……
‘Cos the bloke next to Dave’s mate is asking
Who’s that next to Dave doing the praying?
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Author:
Doggerel Dave (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is the first part of an effort (no promises!) to ‘lighten up’ on my part. So here I bring you in short form rhymer mode a very old, long shaggy dog story for your delectation and delight Note re terminology: (a) the Dave in the yarn isn’t me there are other Dave’s in the world you know; and (b) ‘Dave’ persists as the name of the main protagonist in this yarn; check it out - my title gets you there.
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