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MY LOOPEY...LOU!?x

MY LOOPEY...LOU!?x

MY DOG..HE JUST WONT LET ME BE!
TRYING..TO CHILLAX IN THE GARDEN!
THE BALL KEEPS L;ANDING IN MY HAND!
HE WONT STOP NOW.. HARD BREATHING !
TONGUE HANGING OUT..PANTING LIKE HELL!
ENOUGH NOW DOG..RINGING ME BELL!
" GET IN  THE SHADE!" I URGE HIM TO DO!
DOG TUNNEL VISION..THEN DOES A POO!
HE DONT STOP IM AFRAID.....!
IT,S A BOILING HOT DAY!
I WISH HE WOULD .JUST GO AWAY!?
HAD ENOUGH OF THIS PLAY RIGHT NOW !
GONNA SOON..BLOW ME TOP!
BUT..THE FLIPPING DOG WONT STOP!
YOU,D THINK THAT HE,S BE KNACKERED?
SPITTAL ALL OVER ME HANDS!
HE IS 91 YEARS OLD..... .IN DOG LAND!
OVER A 100 TIMES.I MUST OF THROWN IT!
HE DECIDES TO FALL. & SLEEP FOR JUST A BIT!
IN HIS DREAMS ..STILL CHASING HIS BALL!
THEN OPENS UP HIS EYE,S 
& ONCE AGAIN..IT BEGIN,S !
HE,S DRIVING ME UP THE WALL !
WE.LL BOTH..END UP IN THE LOONEY BIN!!?X

Tracy Timothy xx

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BLOSSOM

Can't be doing with dog drool lol, rather you than me, more of a cat girl myself ha ha!  Your famous humour always raises a smile Tracey, nice image btw:)

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