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A CAUTIONARY TALE FOR PARTY-GOERS

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hello.
this is josh, the blog-mog. dinah has gone to the purveyor of pussy fare. as she ought, after what she did to us yesterday. what? you ask. even now, i flatten my ears and stress- salivate at the thought. she only took us to the vet, that’s what. well out of order, i think. so treats are definitely in order.
but just to show good faith and to amuse my fans, i have nicked one of her daft poems. enjoy.
by the way, did you notice how dextrous i now am? didja? didja?
off to have a snooze now.
josh.

MR WELLBELOVED’S TROUSERS

© D.J.Patmore

The Wellbeloved trousers were tight as a drum
Over the Wellbeloved Christmas pud tum
And stretched to the limit o’er the Wellbeloved bum.
Held fast by a button and frayed linen thread…

***

The Wellbeloved brain gave it never a thought
While dancing and prancing in Christmassy sport
(Though given the imminent danger, it ought!)
But bubbles of Bollinger danced in his head…

***

The vigourous reel proved too much for the string
Button and linen were rent with a Ping!
With stitches to fabric declining to cling.
And Wellbeloved’s cheeks glowed embarrassing red…

***

Hitching his netherwear up from the floor
The mortified Wellbeloved raced for the door
Hearing each snigger, each hearty guffaw.
Poor Mr. Wellbeloved wished he were dead…

~~~

The moral of this which to you I bequeath:
Never neglect to wear culottes beneath.

***********
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Author: dinahmow

A New Zealander, currently living in tropical Queensland,Australia (with 2 cats and one Main Man).Old enough to remember George VI, white tennis balls and life-before-television.You want more? Read the blog!

4 thoughts on “A CAUTIONARY TALE FOR PARTY-GOERS

  1. god how do you do that?
    cannot rhyme for the life of me.
    deal with it-you could be a rapper. dinamowG!
    word!
    to your momma!
    peaceout!

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  2. Hi Josh. I must say, you DO deserve a treat! An I suppose she stuffed you into dat little crate for da journey too eh?
    Da poem is funny. I had Mum read it outloud to me.
    I like how you write. Maybe sumday I can write as good as you!

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  3. FN….sometimes, easily, sometimes with a struggle!

    Triller…you seem to be doing pretty well as you are.especially as your mom only lets you use the pc occasionally.

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  4. Oh I am laughing out loud. This is hilarious. You and Sharon talked about showing off rears this week.

    What a clever poem. Oh Josh, I agree with you – treats are in order.

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