Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
It’s just not cricket
It's just not cricket As summer breezes billow, Hear leather, struck by willow. Though it's a mystery to me Why a cow climbs up a tree.
It's just not cricket As summer breezes billow, Hear leather, struck by willow. Though it's a mystery to me Why a cow climbs up a tree.
Really? Here in Aus, it’s normal. And all our gullies are flat, mown ovals. And furthermore, a perfectly normal person can be accused by a commontator
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😂
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Sorry. Didn’t finish that. Was trying to say… it seems a bit rude how they make such a big deal of short legs.
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😂 and slips!
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🤣 I miss the season already
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😂👍
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*confused* American 🤷♀️ what??
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Cricket ball is made of leather (cow).
Cricket bat is made of willow (tree)
The sound of leather on willow, a common sound during a UK summer.
Does this help? 😊
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Yes, thank you for the explanation. 🙂
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You are very welcome. We Brits have some strange habits!
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Lol Yanks do as well.
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