IF (THE NOBBY VERSION)
If I were a frog,
And not a soggy dog,
I wouldn't mind the rain.
If I were a lobster
And not Sir Nobby Nobster
I'd really not complain.
If I were a walrus
And not remotely porous,
I'd frolic in the ocean.
And if I were a sealion
And not a whip-smart canine
I'd always choose a soaking.
If I were a puffin,
For whom a flood means nothin',
I'd not be agitated
But I am a fox terrier,
And frankly I am merrier,
When my land's not inundated.
nobby, do you think that frog and dog rhymes for a reason? ... we hope not we are not good with the rain LOL
ReplyDeleteOh Nobby what happened to the preference for muddy ditches? Or have you matured out of that pastime? Bit cold perhaps?
ReplyDeleteGail replies: muddy ditches seem to be a Summer only thing with Nobby. Thank goodness!
DeleteThat was fun! We look forward to a volume of Nobby's Greatest Works.
ReplyDeleteThat's a splendid poem Nobby!
ReplyDeleteLove
Paca xx
What a great poem, Nobby, and we hope the sun is shining for you today!
ReplyDeleteRemarkably, it is!
DeleteHari OM
ReplyDeleteWell, Nobby, you are working up to being the Poet Dogeate of the year! This was a pawfect reflection on the subject. Hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
wild clapping for your poem and for your balancing act on the sofa. sorry baby that you are missing all you fun walks due to weather. I saw the Weims had zero power and almost froze and starved. hope the storms go away and give you an outdoor break.
ReplyDeleteSir Nobby Nobster bravo bravo bravo all the Great Scottish poets are surely proud of you. It must be soggy if you (who normally traipses right thru puddles) walked around it
ReplyDeleteHugs Cecilia
That's a great poem, Nobby. We aren't fans of soggy weather either.
ReplyDeleteNobby and Joey sat on a log
ReplyDeleteBoth thinking the other might be a frog
So when Nobby said Ribbit
Joey too said Ribbit
And together they jumped into a beckoning warm bog
Welcome, Joey, to the Fox Terrier Poetry Club!
DeleteOne of our human granddaughters loves frogs so I was inspired.
DeleteTruer words were never said...especially not so poetically!
ReplyDeleteAlthough the mud does look very inviting!
xoxo,
Rosy & Sunny
Bravo. A big tip of the tail to you.
ReplyDeleteMisty and Lightning are with you on this one, Nobby. They do not like the rain at all. But not Timber, he doesn't mind being out in it at all - silly boy.
ReplyDeleteWoos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber
That is a great poem Nobby! Hopefully Scottish weather will be better for you and Gail soon.
ReplyDeleteWe love that poem, but not the wetness that inspired it, BOL!! Hope you had nicer weather, and disappearing ponds that were not in good places.
ReplyDeleteWe love your poem! And we hope things dried out eventually!
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