Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
A difficult birth
A difficult birth
To chat with a porter
while birthing your daughter
in a pool of iced water,
is harder than ping pong
in the middle of a ding dong
whilst having a sing-song.
Hobbo's Poems 
I don’t know, ping pong is pretty hard 🙂
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🤣🤣Mrs H tells me that giving birth is a tad difficult too. Maybe she’s been kidding me all these years!
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You should listen to Mrs. H. 🙂
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🤣 Oh, I always do. Believe me.
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If you say so! 😁
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I had to take Mrs H’s advice on this!
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I’ll take her word for this; my sons are adopted. 🤣
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I know and very lucky they are to have you as a mum, Misky! 🌹🧡
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Thanks, but in truth, I’m the lucky one. I just wish I didn’t miss hugging them so much. It’s becoming an ache.
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This Covid has a lot to answer for! 😦
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it was colder than it oughta.
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😂 Definitely!
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I think mirth around birth is greater for himth than for herth.
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🤣 What on earth?
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I’m not going to ask how you know this…
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😂 Mrs H had some input!
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I would call it more of an output…
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🤣🤣🤣 LOL!
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😅
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I’d rather be by the hirth, with all of my birth, when about to give birth. Brrr…. 😉
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hearth
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An hearth mother! 🤣
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hehe, indeed.
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