Animal poems/blues song
Red rooster on Track 6 below- one of songs we 'The Bean Band' recorded for our own pleasure. Band ages ago and great fun, me on vocals and harmonica. Red rooster strutting its stuff.
How can you fail when you talk about pets?
This is a photograph of Bessy, a few months old and now a 3 year old Norfolk Terrier.
Puppy
Norman Sugden wanted a puppy
His dad, Sid, said no!
You can have a fish instead
So he bought a guppy
Norman shrugged and said thank you
He watched his fish swim round
He would have preferred a gold fish
For another measly pound
One day Norman found his fish
Floating upside down
Dead as a doornail going gray
Tears followed Norman’s frown
He went to school very sad
Even his friends said what’s up
He sauntered home feeling bad
Opened the door and heard a yup
And there it was a puppy
Fat belly, big eyes and tiny tail
A lovely cuddly friend for life
Norman’s Holy Grail
Dad peeked in and saw them both
Rolling on the floor
He smiled for the first time in years
Then gently closed the door
Squirrel
Surely the devil’s helpers
Red to evil jet black
Light as fluff on trees
They hop in their own gravity
Blind to everything
Except survival food
Prostitutes to the human hand
Tolerated anyway in winter
How glad I am
That they do not have
Big teeth
Flies
They appear from nowhere
They suck and bite
They are the ultimate annoyance
Persistent and light
The swatter is ready
They will die
Then another twenty
Will fly on by
One’s in my coffee cup
One’s on my arm
One’s on computer screen
I must remain calm
Swat to the left
Then swat to the right
Smash the buggars
All bloody night
Therapy anyway
Imagine them foes
Smash them hard
Cure all for woes
Flies come from nowhere
As I have said
Flies should be eradicated
One hundred percent dead
Bird rescued- hurrah
