Tag Archives: doggerel

Running silent(ish)

Posted on December 29, 2018 by Sue Vincent

The recent bout of lurgy Made a bee-line for my eyes, So, although I’m feeling better, It was really no surprise That every post I scheduled, Both the reblogged ones and mine, I found I’d set for publishing In twenty-sixty-nine. … Continue reading →

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Physio…

Posted on October 1, 2018 by Sue Vincent

“I will send you for X-rays,” the nice doctor said, “And for physio too while we wait. I’ll just make the appointment and get you booked in… Would you rather have early or late?” Which is why, as the dawn … Continue reading →

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Cliché…

Posted on August 22, 2018 by Sue Vincent

Cliché Hackneyed, outworn, Sighing, mourning, why-ing Penned expressions of emotion Human * It is, they say, just a cliché To pen a mournful verse, An ode to love, a billet doux, A burning flame…or worse… And yet, the universal pen … Continue reading →

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Notes from a small dog ~ Connivance

Posted on July 15, 2018 by Sue Vincent

She made me have a bath again, It really wasn’t fair. I thought that I’d be safe, you know, Because my boy was there. She even played me false on that, And put me on the leash, I saw a … Continue reading →

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The small dog, the storm and the toothpaste

Posted on May 30, 2018 by Sue Vincent

I went to bed wearing the toothpaste* again And not orally, you understand, Cause the mozzies and midges and small bitey things Have decided to invade the land. With the first warmer weather they stirred in the nest Where they’ve … Continue reading →

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The asymmetric small dog (or half a job well done…)

Posted on May 23, 2018 by Sue Vincent

We all know the saga of Ani’s ablutions, How often I’ve tried, and run out of solutions, When dog into bathtub‘s a futile equation Regardless of bribery, guile or persuasion. A bath was required, I needed an answer, ‘Cause all … Continue reading →

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The cat flap…

Posted on February 22, 2018 by Sue Vincent

The guy who’d been to fit the thing Had really got it wrong… It didn’t even look too good Nor was it very strong. He’d charged a fortune for it After which we’d had to wrangle With cats who didn’t … Continue reading →

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The small dog on the warpath…

Posted on February 9, 2018 by Sue Vincent

Outside it is cold As the winter draws in, There’s ice in the bird bath And frost on the bin. The birds are all hungry, So tending their needs, I put out some fat balls With peanuts and seeds. The … Continue reading →

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The post of Christmas past… Ani in Trouble…

Posted on December 18, 2017 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Ani’s Advent -Christmas 2016 Dear Santa, here we go again, It seems like I’m in trouble. I ate the fish food in the tub And burst my Christmas bubble. * She says you’ll probably still come, That one … Continue reading →

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Nemesis

Posted on February 16, 2017 by Sue Vincent

“Just out there,” said the cat, “There’s a pond full of fish. And fish, as you know, Is my favourite dish.” “There is one,” she continued, “With tail all askew… And to catch such a fish Should be easy to … Continue reading →

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