Daves Poems.
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Walking The Dog.
She walked on the lush green grass
A Lhasa trailing at her ass
Behind her ran a big Great Dane
Charging at her like a train.
It's head went right between her thighs
Up into the air she flies
It kept up at a helluva crack
Caroline stride legged on it's back.
As she clung on like on a horse
The dog went through clumps of gorse
Thorns tearing at her clothes
Where she'd end up know one knows.
Suddenly she just fell off
Her clothes hanging in strips of cloth
Of bare skin there were traces
But none in her strategic places.
She just lay there on the ground
Her whimpering the only sound
Then she felt a strange sensation
Right beside her was a cute Dalmation.
She felt warm wetness on her knee
The spotted dog had done a wee
Poor Caroline was quite aghast
The wet patch was spreading fast.
She felt something touch her face
She shouted out 'I hate this place'
She was just about to fret
But it was Charlie her faithful pet
He was licking her tearful cheek
Full of emotion she couldn't speak
Such devotion is hard to beat
She struggled up to her feet.
Seeing her clothes she wanted to hide
But soon she saw the funny side
She loved dogs big and small
In fact she really loved them all.
Maybe she would change her mind
When she saw her behind
There was no seat in her jeans
Her knickers could be clearly seen!
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A Daytrip.
When thinking of a daytrip,
There's just one place for me,
That English jewel on the Northwest coast,
That diamond by the sea.
...
People on a pilgrimage,
Come from near and far,
To visit sunny Blackpool,
By train, coach, or car.
...
To take a stroll along the Prom,
I've loved that for years,
To hear the many accents,
Is music to my ears.
...
It is so exciting,
To ride the Tower lift,
To the people who live here all year,
It really is a gift.
...
Inside the Tower building,
There is lots to see,
And it makes it so worthwhile,
I don't mind the admission fee.
...
Both the kids shout for rock,
Or maybe candy floss,
Me, I like an ice cream cone,
Topped with raspberry sauce.
...
Cross the road to the Central Pier,
Wife and kids on the ferris wheel,
I just watch and have a beer,
Before we all go for a meal.
...
After lunch we make our way,
To the Pleasure Beach,
So many places to have fun,
And all within easy reach.
...
Both the kids are clamouring,
To go on the big rides,
The ones that turn your knuckles white,
And make you tremble deep inside.
...
The first one that we go on.
Makes me regret that beer,
I guess I'll never learn,
It happens every year.
...
Go on each roller coaster,
Get soaked on the Log Flume,
All around is fun here,
There's no room for gloom.
...
Then there's the Sand Castle,
A walk in Stanley Park,
If it's the right time of year
Illuminations after dark.
...
These are just a few things,
You can do when you're here,
Just one trip to Blackpool,
And you'll be back next year.
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FRIENDSHIP.
If I should ever lose your friendship
My heart would fill with pain
There would be no sunshine
To light up my life again.
. . .
Each new tomorrow
More heartache would bring
Another day of darkness
In which birds no longer sing.
. . .
To never see the happiness
Of laughter in your eyes
Would fill my days with sadness
Which I could not disguise.
. . .
If all I had was memories
Of the friendship we did share
I'd hope that you'd remember
That for you I still would care.
. . .
One thing I can promise you
And on that you can depend
I will always want to be
Your dear Forever Friend.
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