Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
Coffin dodgin’
Coffin dodgin' I am not dodgin' coffins, I'm refusing to doff in my cap, to my maker and quit. While I have sun, I will have me some fun, then I'll hang me around for a bit.
It isn’t the coughin’ that carries you off…
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😂 Ah, the old ones…
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We had a teacher who said that one none stop!
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Put a superman “S” on the box and then you’re scoffin’.
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🤣 I could fly off in my scoffin!
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🤣🤣. You could. Like a caped Havana.
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Me, Too. “I’ll hang me around for a bit.” Then go kicking and screaming.
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😂 That’s the way!
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