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Soppy Little sodSoppy Little sod by ~Singing-Bowl
The dog next door is a
Funny little bugger,
He looks as though he’s
Sweet as sugar,
I’ve never heard him bark, but
I tell you he bites,
With a mouth full of canines,
Centre, left and right.
He looks to me like
A sawn off donkey,
Thick as can be but a
Little bit wonky,
With his dumpy fat legs,
He aint half a sight,
I wouldn’t like to meet him
In the middle of the night.
Pug-faced, button-nosed,
Soppy little sod,
Pink eyed, tummy tied,
Like a Hartlepool cod,
With nerves of steel and
Coil like might,
Got enough to give a boxer a
Bloody good fight.
I’ve painted a picture
(But only in words),
He
Bobby...My Favourite Goldfish I had a little goldfishBobby...My Favourite Goldfish by ~Singing-Bowl
When I was just a nipper,
My mother tried to tease me
For, she said it was a kipper,
But I knew the difference
It was really easy to tell,
‘Cos you don’t eat goldfish!
And, goldfish don’t smell!
(Well, just a bit, maybe).
She got it from the ‘raggy’ man
And it cost her ‘nowt’,
‘Part from her woollen knickers
Which were old (no doubt)!
The fish was in a jam jar
Poor little sod,
We would have to have an aquarium
For a kipper or a cod.
(Obvious)!
Well I fed it every day with
A selection of stuff,
From chocolate drops to crumpets
But it never was enough.
He
Very seriousVery serious by ~Singing-Bowl
An atheist without any God
With faith and beliefs all shod,
Went to a church late
To find out his fate
Alas, he had been given the nod.
An ‘alco’ on polish and cider
Bought ten bottles for only a fiver.
With huge delight he would swig
‘til his eyes were googly and big,
For he could be plastered on a ‘short’ of Tizer.
A ‘druggie’, not bright in the head
For his habit, it had to be fed.
With needle injecting
A life resurrecting,
But no worries, for now he is dead.
Sta.sh
very promising start, I hope you enjoy your stay.
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