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Poetry By: garrycroft


Submitted:Jan 6, 2013    Reads: 52    Comments: 9    Likes: 1   





Tired of dogging….but love your dog?

Listen to my tale- it may render you agog

It's got four legs- treated better than a person

The rudiments of which I've based my verse on.

A sentient being - forced to sit, beg and cower

We boss the dog around - which gives us great power

An escape from our daily lives- complete with the ruts

Where most human beings tend to ignore us.

♫ "Give them beer, choccy and fruit pastilles

Oh how we love those oochy coochy rascals". ♫

You talk to it in more depth than the partner you have wed…

It lies on you, and snuggles you, and sleeps inside your bed.

It's often in the dog-house, yet still living in your house

Nodding off to Strauss - never looking for that mouse.

Dog's names are quite bizarre, like Colin, Jason, Biffer.

I knew one that was actually called Buster Wanksniffer

They wag their tails and lick different bits of your body

No wonder that your skin is looking rather shoddy.

Slobbering all over your vile disturbing digits

Your toes, to the dog, are its very favourite titbits

It..is..a..lunatic - lolly lover like licking

In all the same areast you had just been picking.

Time for a break - from the contact with its master

Testicle cleanse is thorough - may even need a plaster

A quick little taste of another dog's bum

Cur crack cosmetics and there's brown around its gum.

♫ "Give them some beer, choccy and fruit pastilles

Oh how we love those oochy coochy rascals." ♫

Return to the human, who's been waiting for this moment

A lick on the lips - Hmmm that tastes so potent

A full bloodied French kiss with tongue down the throat

Spittle splashes everywhere - what's needed is a coat.

Deep in love and excited - the foreplay worked

You melt at the sight of a dog with ears perked

Yourrapport withthe dog often leads to great guffaws

Come on and admit it, you're just china in its paws.

You stroke his belly welly

With your little nosey rosey

Please be a bit more choosy

If its full of poosy woosy.

Hold that doggone poop scoop and bags to be unfurled

A moral for all dog lovers, throughout the world

A friendship with a dog is not like a human being

You'd never ask a pooch to join you whilst your skiing.

A dog is very hairy and it licks its own bits

Is sick on the carpet, after its finished licking it

The very samecarpet it dragged its bum along

A few minutes prior to the usage of the tongue.

Perhaps less time spent hunting for their faeces

More time for making contacts - with your own species

Licking festering puss from a stinky pinky winky

No longer an excitement, in fact it's rather kinky.

Altogether now……..

♫ " Give them some beer, choccy and fruit pastilles

Oh how we love those oochy coochy rascals." ♫


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