Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
Sands of time
Sands of time She saw a seashore, she's seen it before. I saw the seashore that she saw before. When I saw the seashore, that she saw before,the seashore that she saw, was an eyesore,I saw.
Hobbo's Poems 
Was she selling seashells there?
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Cockles and mussels, but she’d sold out 🙂
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was she selling shells, by any chance?
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😂 Quite possibly!
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Wowsers! You’re competing with Dr Seuss!! Brilliant!
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Thank you! 🙂
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I tried reading it out loud and gave up. I hurt my tongue. It was worth the read and pain.
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🤣 Thank you Debi!
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Say that when you’re drunk!
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🤣 I can’t say that when I’m sober!
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I have that problem too…
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😂
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Brilliant
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Thanks!
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