Posted on 18th Oct 2021
The Tussle It's Yorksher curries v Lancashire pies, A steely fought fight for an annual prize. A modern day version of War of the Roses In which winner stands tall and proudly proposes Undisputedly, claims to their bragging rights And the chance to sleep sound in their beds at night, Whilst the losers sob into their beer And dream of successes next year. What then, is this mysterious sport With winners delighted and losers distraught? A hard combination of skill and sheer force, Why, rugby league, women's version, of course.
Posted on 12th Sep 2020
Hobbo has written another one today in response to a competition by Chelsea Ann Owens. The poem is called ‘Warning Labels’ and you’ll find it under ‘Other poems’ on http://www.hobbospoems.com