JusJoJan 10th January 2020

Linda has kindly selected my word choice today which is Dogs.
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Most of you are saying now there’s a surprise, but although I’ve posted it before, here is my party piece of 1965 that never was! I haven’t copied it as I still remember it word for word after almost 55 years!

The Dog’s Meeting.

The dogs once held a meeting,
They came from near and far,
Some came by automobile,
And some came by car.
But each one as he entered
Before around he looked,
Had to take his tail off,
And hang it on a hook.
Now when the meeting started
With each Mother, Son and Sire,
A dirty little yellow dog
Jumped up and hollered ‘Fire!’
They all jumped up in panic
And had no time to look
As each one grabbed at random
A tail from off a hook.
They got their tails all well mixed up
Which made them very sore
To have to have to wear a tail
They’d never worn before.
That’s the reason you will see
When walking down the street,
A dog will stop to smell the tail
Of every dog he meets.
That’s the reason you will find
A dog will leave a bone,
To go and smell another tail,
He wants to find his own.

I chickened out of my recital and played the piano instead, earning myself five bob (25p in today’s money).

Note:
Apparently there is another poem very similar which is where my Dad got the idea from. As to whether this is entirely an original by him, I don’t know.

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About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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14 Responses to JusJoJan 10th January 2020

  1. quiall says:

    I enjoy that nonetheless!

  2. Sadje says:

    Lovely, lighthearted poem.

  3. ghostmmnc says:

    So funny! Thanks for the great topic! πŸ™‚

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  5. This is very special. A good way to tell the story of why dogs do tail smelling.

  6. I love it! Thanks so much for sharing, Di. πŸ˜€ And thanks again for the prompt!

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