Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
All roads lead to Russia
Posted on 14th Jun 2021
All roads lead to Russia
The cul-de-sac which I call home
At one time would lead me to Rome,
I do not know when, why or how,
That same road, now goes to Moscow.
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Muet comme une carp
Posted on 12th Jan 2021
Muet comme une carp Me! muet comme une carp Quipped Dauphy, quietish Don't like fish, bones too sharp But mice are quite a different dish. Muet comme une carp: a French expression meaning as silent as a carp, or fish In the UK we would say as quiet as a mouse.
