PUGSY

[Robert Harrison]

PUGSY




I’VE AN OLD UGLY MUG
‘CUS I’M A TOUGH OLD PUG
BEEN PUNCHED UP AND DOWN
FROM THIS TOWN TO THAT TOWN
AND I’VE A FLAT OLD NOSE
FROM TO MANY RIGHT THROWS
BEEN PUNCHED THIS WAY AND THAT
AND FINISHED FLAT ON MY BACK
I’VE BEEN RICH AND I’VE BEEN POOR
THROWN OUT OF MANY A DOOR
MANY TIMES I’VE BEEN BEATEN
AND MANY DAYS I’VE NOT EATEN
BEEN FAVOURED BY KINGS
AND THEN LOST EVERYTHING
HAVE OFTEN LANDED IN THE JUG
BECAUSE I LOOK LIKE A THUG
TO OFTEN BEEN GRUMPY
THOUGH NEVER BEEN PUNCHY*
BUT ASIDE FROM ALL STRIFE
I AM LOVED BY A GOOD WIFE
WHO SAYS SHE’S STILL SMITTEN
BY AN OLD PUG WHO RETIRED
AND TAKEN UP KNITTING


*Punch drunk from to many
blows to the head.

 

[Kandor]

I was going to write a reply saying how good your poem is Robert...but my words wouldn't do it justice..
Have this (very hastily) written comment instead.


When the only thing left is your hard battered pride,
When all that you are is screaming inside.
And a shake of your head as your world starts to turn..
When your legs start to buckle and your heart starts to burn..
When your arms are too heavy to lift in defence..
When the reason you stand lacks all commonsense
Yet you just wont give in and you stand hard and tall..
When not even fear will allow you to fall..
When the roar of the crowd seems to come far away..
They'll know above all..that a man stands today.

 

[Robert Harrison]

You could not have given me a better compliment

Thank you my friend

Bob