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Dear Rufus

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It’s been two years since I wrote a poem about Rufus my springer spaniel

Sharing I’m frightened of dogs and in need of a manual

That I often draw Rufus to understand better

Because I don’t share the bond he and my partner Alex have together

Be jealousy free, come out of the fog

Don’t play second fiddle when it comes to a dog

You can joke with your partner, ‘It’s the doggy or me!’ 

But when they stumble to answer, it’s a marriage of three

 

Two years since I wrote Rufus, many lessons I have learned

You’ll never believe now what I will tell you

How the tables they have turned!

 

Dear Rufus

Oh Rufus, oh Rufus

I’ve been such a doofus

Your big puppy dog eyes, I’ve been such a goofus

That poem I wrote about you

indeed has made me famous

Maybe that’s why I now love you

but please don’t think that I am shameless

I’ve learnt so much about you

though I still can’t speak doggy voice

I gravitate now much more towards you

Not out of force but out of choice

From me and Alex once smitten watching

Married at First Sight

Meeting you Rufus I was bitten

bitten at first bite

Every time now I see you, I get tummy butterflies

It’s surprising how I much love your ,your puppy dog eyes

It’s okay, you can have them, you can take all my chips

And my pizza, take it all, can I get you some dips?

Take my jumper when its freezing, I promise not to quiver

Don’t worry, for you my little dog friend, go ahead and let me shiver

I’m sorry,  beg my pardon, I won’t complain at your poo

You can poopy in my garden, its smell reminds me of you

And when I wake up in the morning, and you’ve done a little wee

All over my expensive carpet, it will be a sight I like to see

Leave your hair on my new sofa, I won’t wash it out for days

Finding hair all the way over, I don’t care how long it stays

And at my Christmas dinner table,

all my guests hungry for food

You can jump up eat all the turkey, I won’t shout out something rude

Oh Rufus oh Rufus, admitting this truth is

hard maybe for Alex  but I know that I must do this

But remember, my little dog love,

however difficult this sounds

You still CAN’T JUMP UP ONTO OUR BED  IN THE MIDDLE OF THE  NIGHT  WAKE ME UP, LICK ME ALL OVER, LIE DOWN BETWEEN ME AND ALEX, GO TO SLEEP AND SNORE

my little doggy muse

Our bed is strictly out of bounds

 

With lots of love

Lee

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keith jeffries

Tue 14th Mar 2023 14:51

A treasure of a poem and thank you for the spoken word.
Keith

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