trinkie
27-Jul-07, 07:59
This is from 'Now we are Sixty' by Christopher Matthew -
If you've read 'Now we are Six' by A A Milne - you'll love it !
LONDON STREETS
By Christopher Matthew
Whenever I walk down a London Street
I take great care where I put my feet
And I watch for the gobs
And the doggies' big jobs
That lie there in piles, some sloppy, some neat,
Waiting for people to squidge with their feet
And I tiptope around
With my eyes on the ground
And wonder what horror I'm next going to meet.
And the harder I look, I give you my word
The more I seem drawn to the tiniest turd
And the dogs see me coming and say, 'Here's a sap,
Let's nip round the corner and have a good crap.
He's wearing those shoes that have crinkly soles,
With lots of small ridges and dozens of holes,
And if we distract him by having a piddle,
Nine times out of ten he'll tread slap in the middle.'
There's nothing more pleases a dog's simple wit
Than to hear the familiar cry of 'Oh sh1t !'
Or should that have been THURSO STREETS ?
If you've read 'Now we are Six' by A A Milne - you'll love it !
LONDON STREETS
By Christopher Matthew
Whenever I walk down a London Street
I take great care where I put my feet
And I watch for the gobs
And the doggies' big jobs
That lie there in piles, some sloppy, some neat,
Waiting for people to squidge with their feet
And I tiptope around
With my eyes on the ground
And wonder what horror I'm next going to meet.
And the harder I look, I give you my word
The more I seem drawn to the tiniest turd
And the dogs see me coming and say, 'Here's a sap,
Let's nip round the corner and have a good crap.
He's wearing those shoes that have crinkly soles,
With lots of small ridges and dozens of holes,
And if we distract him by having a piddle,
Nine times out of ten he'll tread slap in the middle.'
There's nothing more pleases a dog's simple wit
Than to hear the familiar cry of 'Oh sh1t !'
Or should that have been THURSO STREETS ?