Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
Scotland the brave
Scotland the brave If I spoke Scottish That would be good More words would rhyme I'd be in a good mood
Dauphy: I don’t get this.
Hobbo: Read it aloud with a Scottish accent.
Dauphy: I can’t will you do it for me?
Hobbo does so
Dauphy: Is it time for my walk?
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Amusing and clever. π
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Thank you!
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See, I like Dauphy. Most of the time. Sometimes, he is intolerant. Is there French in his heritage?
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πDauphy was born in France and spent the first 10 years of his life there. He is puzzled how you guessed!
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Hmm. Student of canisapiens psycolotry, I am. I observe a laid-back attitude. Nonchalance bordering perilously on condescension, meticulous personal habits, penchant for things epicurean, slight accent.
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πππ Spot on. All you missed out was the beret worn at a jaunty angle and his fondness for Maigret books!
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hehe
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