Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
In praise of masks
In praise of masks We no longer need a mask! So, "How do you feel?" did you ask? Well, I'm gutted, it covered my nose, Which sits rather large in repose. Not to mention, my mostly black teeth And the ones that are missing beneath, Then, there's my acne and zits, So, losing a mask is the pits. Without a face mask, I am ugly, But, one put on right, fitting snugly, Hides all my small imperfections, And reduces my chance of rejection.
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Best advert ever for wearing masks! 😊
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🤣🤣 So it is!
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Yes, spare a thought for those helped by the masks! 😷
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My wife tells me to keep mine on!
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🤣 Even in bed?
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No I usually wear the rubber mask and thong…
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🤣🤣🤣 TMI !
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I used to wear the nipple tassles but just too itchy…
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Masks: the bane and the glory. You could grow a massive beard. Some men have that option. Or, I have been spruiking the notion of a masquerade ball. I am pretty much incognito these days anyway. So a masquerade ball would be fun. 🐯👸☃️
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A maskerade ball sounds fun! 🤣
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Hope you like my blogs as i always do for yours
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Exactly!!!
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