Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
The Riposte
The Riposte Without you, I see, nothing. Without you, I feel, nothing. Without you, I have, nothing. Without you, I am, nothing. Without me, you do, nothing!
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😂😂. I can’t help it if my recliner is super comfortable and the cat pins me in it. Can I?
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😂 I wrote this as a serious one originally, but you know me, I couldn’t resist adding that last line!
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Laughter is excellent medicine! 😁
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👍😂
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Excuse me, Hobbo, but I’m off to recite this to Mr M. 😂😂😂
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😂Without the last line I trust!
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No, he got the last line, also … which made him smile, so in all senses of the word, he got it.
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😂😂👍Excellent!
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Until that last line, this was the most romantic poem I’ve ever read. Lol
Love the humor.
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Thank you. I did write it as romantic, but when that last line popped into my head, I thought it would be a shame not to use it! 🙂
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Good choice. I’m sure my husband can relate!
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😂
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🤦♀️ 🤣
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Codependency are it’s finest. Sweet, Hobbo.
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🙂 Thank you!
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