Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
Mr Greedy
Mr Greedy A man with an appetite noted. To eating weird food was devoted, An elephant's trunk, With a side dish of skunk, He had to admit, left him bloated.
Dauphy: This isn’t funny!
Hobbo: Why?
Dauphy: It’s about eating animals, and elephants are endangered.
Hobbo: It’s only a joke Dauphy!
Dauphy: Well I think it is bad taste.
Hobbo: So is the skunk…
I like Dauphy: he’s sort of a moral compass — and I like your comeback line 🙂
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Thanks! I do need Dauphy to keep me on the straight and narrow! 😂
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It was the suitcase, right? The elephant’s suit case? And the skunk was only so-called. It was actually mashed durian but called skunk due to the odour. I think that’s what happened.
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Worms, you have me laughing out loud again. It’s like being part of a virtual double act!😂
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It has to be said, suitcase and durian really don’t rhyme. So the confusion is perfectly understandable. Poor Dauphy.
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I think I just heard Dauphy go “harrumph”.
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Oh, you heard him too!😊
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Hehe, this poem smells foul, Dauphy, I agree, but I could t help laughing.
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Well, it’s good to know one has his limits.
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