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Never did get my ring back. Just can't take to the 'new' one. Maybe one day
we will be re-united - the ring and I. Good title for a musical ?????
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Love is a yellow
Pedigree ring
Stole by a bloke
I'd love to choke
It was my total
favourite thing
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Love me, love my slobber
I'll shake my head,
It'll be on your clobber
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Me, 8 weeks old, sleeping
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Now Frankie was a doggy
Of quite considerable size
White of fur and pink of skin
Blue and dark brown eyes
He gave off many an odour
From his 'operating' ends
Some of halitosis
Others more pooee trends
He looked upon the sofa
As his own territory
A place to sleep and slumber
Free from hostility
Well the sofa came quite smelly
From Frankie's body pong
John cried out, "I've had enough"
"It's been going on too long"
"DOWN" He called to Frankie
"Your comfort is no more"
"In future you must spend your time"
"Upon our homestead floor"
Now Frankie felt dejected
He gave that mournful gaze
What sort of future beckons
No sofa for to laze?
John felt so elated
A human victory
He smiled - quite broadly - smugly
And turned to wife Marie
"You see my dear companion"
"That's how to handle a mutt"
"Tough of mind and firm of hand"
"It's clear, quite open and shut"
"Show them who is boss"
"Show them to their place"
"Show them they don't rule the roost"
"Show them the master race"
"I will not weaken to a dog"
"My re-solve is complete"
"I let him see who's in control"
"Who has the higher seat"
Frank's eyes were well directed
At John's ageing organs of sight
Posing the burning question
"WHERE SHALL I SLEEP TONIGHT?"
John's heart began to weaken
His beater controlled his head
"Oh, well alright Francois"
"You can sleep on mum and dad's bed!!!"
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Don't I look good in monochrome?
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My Dad.
At least I love him
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A Highland Cow
Puppy
Cute or what?
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A pencil drawing by Gillian Bremner, good isn't it?
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Tony, my oldest brother
A vision in denim!
Always had a thing about Cossack dancing
Tony's Home Page
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Tony doing his
Alfred E Newman
impression
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If you have any bright ideas about uses for slobber, please contact John and Marie
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