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Life in the Mad House

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I wake up much too early

and find I can’t sleep on,

then I realise

there’s something

under my neck,

something smelly.

I pull it out,

it’s a meaty dog treat

Benji buried

under my pillow


now broken in two.

I pull out the other piece

and drop them on the floor,

but what with the awful

meaty smell

and Colin’s snoring,

the spare room bed

seems a very good idea.

On the one night

he hadn’t got there first…

Snore? Me?


And that darned dog

will have to go!

◄ Halloween Party Pooper

Retirement ►


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Lynn Dye

Tue 15th Nov 2011 17:28

Awww, thank you, Cynthia, what a lovely thing to say.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Tue 15th Nov 2011 12:41

Cute and catchy. Those little moments always reflect the big picture, don't they? Especially our own personalities. Poetry is so 'telling'! I've always thought you must be a delightful person to know.

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Lynn Dye

Mon 14th Nov 2011 18:58

Too right I don't mean it, so 'ands orft!
Lol, thank you so much for comment, Stef&Patricia
Love, Lynn xx

<Deleted User> (6895)

Mon 14th Nov 2011 13:05

aw Lynn!
how can you even think
of getting rid of a dog
with eyes like that.

I know you don,t mean it
but just in case,
I,ll be ready for his collection!



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