Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
Loyalty
Loyalty Grocer Jack In cul-de-sac Head full of smack Tripped on a crack On his way back From the 'Duck with no Quack'. This maniac Was taken aback Fell with a whack Causing crise cardiaque. Revived with a snack And a double cognac From a girl in a sack With a dad called Jack.
Daughters are aweome… ack.
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I have two sons, but I always get the impression that daughters are more loyal.
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Interesting. I have two brothers. I never really thought about loyalty. I think in our own way we all do what we can for our parents. I have a son and a daughter but I don’t know that they’re old enough yet to assess loyalty.
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Interesting. Perhaps time will tell!
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A cheerful tale!
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…of loyal daughters!
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Maybe a bit too loyal!
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Quite possibly!
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Picking up pieces and reworking a puzzle is loyalty,
The question? How many times do you have to do a redo?
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Yes, that is so true!
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