Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
Poop Scooping
Poop Scooping
Her favourite dog, a Great Dane,
Passed parcels the size of a train,
At a loss, what to do
With this mountain of poo,
It was baked, bleached and sold as cocaine!
Hobbo's Poems 
😂😂😂 Excellent.
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😂 Thank you Misky.
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😂😂. I knew there was a reason I never tried cocaine.
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🤣 I found the cows with guns song. It was brilliant. Thanks
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Awesome!! So glad you watched it. Ok had an inkling you might like it. 🙂. Glad you did like it.
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Mrs H enjoyed it too! 🤣
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😂😂
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🙂
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(Begin with) a line from Macbeth
hahahaa -ewww
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🤣🤣
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So that’s why the junkies in movies say: this was good shit.
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That’s hilarious
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🤣🤣 Bob on Ulle!
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