Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
Fortune telling
Fortune telling My future must be very small to fit inside a crystal ball; our lives are over in a flash, a quick one-two and then, we're ash.
Fortune telling My future must be very small to fit inside a crystal ball; our lives are over in a flash, a quick one-two and then, we're ash.
Hobbo's Poems 
Cosmically, less than a flash.
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My life is all in shards
Split among the tarot cards
Then I tried reading leaves
Uh oh. Tea went through a seive!
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🤣🤣 Try to read your palm, it won’t do any harm!
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Seeking the elusive three,
That only the hardiest will ever see,
Betty White knocked at the door,
But before she crossed, she was no more.
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🤣 very quick!
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Molly and Trine’s ashes are buried under two Hellebore plants, and you’ve never seen such vigorous and healthy plants! Maybe we’re wasting our ashes!
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Our dogs are likewise under health and thriving plants. You could be right.
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As long as I’m not mixed with chicken manure. 😂
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🤣
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Much to chew on this Saturday!
As I nap the afternoon away
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Enjoy both the nap and the chewing! 😂
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I have 😁
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👍
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Clever crystal ball line, Hobbo. But if our lives are truly spheres, each dusk has dawn so have no fear.
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Never fear when K’s here to cheer! 😂
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Indeed especially now
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Too true.
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