Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
Please
Please You say That you love me But you won't Do that It's not a lot to ask Not all the time Just now and then Would be nice To show that You really do Love me And it's not Just words A little sign of respect That would not Go amiss I'm not asking a lot Am I So please try it for once It won't hurt you The next time Perhaps I'd really appreciate it If You could See your way to Putting the seat down.
Its beautiful and honest! I hope it’s not for someone in particular. Last time I vented out with a sentimental poem on a blog without confronting my bf on those fronts. I got into a big big fight. :’)
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Thanks. It’s weird how most of the arguments in our lives are over silly stuff isn’t it.😂
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Well, you probably will have to make a choice. “Putting the seat down” may translate to “Leave the seat down” or accurately “Never bother to lift the seat up,” with inherent implications for the abuse the seat may endure, which translates to… I am still chuckling. Fortunately I was not, coffee cup in hand, mid-slurp. You clever soul.
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This does relate to a real life (beer related) incident. It involved me, the early hours, no light and a toilet which had been closed by my wife. It did not go well. The net result was a broken toilet lid which had to be replaced!
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Is that the one thing that Meatloaf wouldn’t do? 🤣
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😂I believe it is, yeah!
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Wait… was this poem written by a male?
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How did you guess?
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We had a houseful of women here – but… And so what if I miss?
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😂😂
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