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Our Melanie bought me a footstool.

So pleased with it I am.

But now Benji seems to think it’s his,

And doesn’t give a damn.


 

So it seems the best solution

Is to share it as best we can,

My poor bandaged, bunion-less foot

And my little hairy man.

 

 

One for fun!

P.S.  Sorry Banksy, this must be as corny as that other one!!

◄ Ghazal

Oh, For A Modern Man! ►

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Lynn Dye

Tue 14th Dec 2010 20:38

Thank you Dave, Stef and Rachael. :)

Yes Isobel, Benji is our little terrier, or the hairy man in this poem. Thank you for comment,glad you like it. Funnily enough, in my case I started out with comic verse, and the serious stuff was branching out for me!

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Isobel

Tue 14th Dec 2010 17:24

Is Benji the hairy man?

I love the humour in this Lynn - branching out from serious stuff is wonderful but so hard to do sometimes. We are such a miserable bunch of bastards by nature...

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Rachael Dunn

Tue 14th Dec 2010 17:21

Benji deserves that footstool :) lovely hehe x

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Tue 14th Dec 2010 15:29

everytime that Lynn comes in,Benji,s on the footstool-get a bone n tempt him off-or put on ravels bolero!-the cheek of that bowser-taking over the Dye household-good one Benj boy! warm regards to all there-Stef.xx

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Dave Bradley

Tue 14th Dec 2010 09:26

Nice one Lynn. Bunion op....ouch!

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