National poetry writing month

National poetry writing month
A month of madness

Sunday, 5 August 2018

Baby sitting Eddy

day 130


Eddy and the giant turd

Dear little Teddy eddy is a dog
A fluffy cuddly  little dog
He looks just like a baby fox
And would fit inside a shoe box

His look  would melt the hardest  butter
He doesn't bark, he quirky mutters
He waddles down the garden path
You utter oh how cute then laugh

He falls over when he is itching
And then he stops his ears are twitching
And with no warning gentle Eddy
Gets up quick and then his ready

To do the biggest longest turd
I mean really this dog is so absurd
How he managed it I have no idea
Was he saving it for over a year?

So Eddy dog now seemed much brighter
Due the fact he was eight stone lighter
he looked at me said 'don't be daft'
'That bags not big enough' he laughed







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