Davro's Just Remined Me
Of a poem I wrote way back.....

I was kid when I wrote this, so it counts...

The dogs, they held a meeting one night
they came from near and far
Some by motor-boat
some by motor car.
As each dog past the entrance
As each dog signed the book
They unshipped their areseholes
And hung them on a hook.


One dog was not invited
It sorely raised his ire
So he galloped into the meeting hall
And loudly bellowed "FIRE"
It threw them in confusion
And without a second look
Each grabbed anothers arsehole
From anothers' hook.


And thats the reason why
When walking down the street
And thats the reason why
When dogs they chance to meet
And thats the reason why
On land or sea or foam
It'll sniff anothers areshole
To see if it's his own....


Cheers
( Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Fri 18 Apr 2008, 16:58, 7 replies)

Hurrah!
A classic of the genre (if dogs arses can be regarded as a genre).
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 18 Apr 2008, 17:02, closed)

Genius
:)
(Mookystink is living on stolen toast, Fri 18 Apr 2008, 17:25, closed)

That's scarily close
to the song Dennis taught me. Seriously. I'll definitely record it for you and send it your way- send me a message with an email address and I'll do it this weekend.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Fri 18 Apr 2008, 17:28, closed)

This is why children like you.
It's one of the reasons Sweary Junior likes you, anyway. You also taught him a shorter, ruder poem of yours - maybe 3 of 4 lines long - unfortunately neither of us can remember it. Can you? He impressed many friends with it :)

It may have involved custard? And / or something stinky?
( Tourette's ( . )( . ) has a monkey hair in her fried egg, Fri 18 Apr 2008, 18:01, closed)

I once received this
as a much forwarded email.
(Skittlemcfluff ......................, Sat 19 Apr 2008, 0:53, closed)

@Tourettes
Yellow belly custard
Green Snot Pie
All mixed together with dead dogs eye
Mix it,Mix it
Mix it thick
And then drink it down with a hot cup of sick...

Cheers
( Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Sat 19 Apr 2008, 1:47, closed)

lol thanks Legless
xxx
( Tourette's ( . )( . ) has a monkey hair in her fried egg, Sat 19 Apr 2008, 11:25, closed)